Fun in a carpark

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Fun in a carparkMy palm rests calmly on your thigh, feeling the texture of your pants as I slowly rub it back and forth to the cue of your head looking around somewhat nervous over the fact that the carpark was the location we’ve chosen for this encounter. The glow of the the lights inside the multi storey parking lot is glaring into the car through one of the windows, causing your skin to glare. I smile as my hand starts to move closer to your crotch. Your tight jeans against your skin is cuasing my member to somewaht stiffen in my suitpants. But here we are… I take a grasp of your hair and violently put your head close to my cheek, causing me to feel your warm breath blowing in my face by the excitement and confoundment of what I will do. My other hand grabs a hold of your crotch, making my thumb move your labias through the thick textile of your pants. “For the next hour hour or so you are mine…Your tight little cunt is mine….” I start to move your labias faster with my palm as you bite your pink lips, making them pale as your white teeth delve into them. I bend your body roughly over my lap by your hair, feeling your chest pound against my thigh as I see you look out the window, gazing with a great concern over the fact that the noise of the high school-k**s’ in their jumpers laughter started to come closer before we could hear the doors of their mother’s chrysler slamming. “Your ass is mine” I slide my hand down to your US-sized ass and squeeze the right asscheek through the pants. You look up at me with your fearful eyes as the ponytail that is created with the grasp of my hand in your gorgeous hair is terminating any idea of movement that your conscious manisa escort might contain. “Understand?” I say with my eyebrows raised to further examine my power. Your puppyeyes look up at me as you nod, slowly and with suttle movements as the grasp of your hair stops you from any exaggeration of an answer. I roughly raise your chest up from my lap and stare at your face. You breath through your mouth, making one of your haircurls that have escped the prison of my hand to fly away from your face. I shake your head left and right to make you understand once more who is in control.I throw you back against the chair in the backseat,letting go of your hair in the process. I unbuckle my belt, and the sound of my belt is encapsulating the whole of the car as it is dead quiet but also yourself as you stare uncontrollably at my movements wondering what I will do next. I drag the belt out of the morings of my suitpants and snap it with both my hands as I pull the hands in opposite directions, causing the leather of the belt to making a flexing sound. “Give me your hands”… You look at me like I’m a chemistry set… “Give me your fucking hands!” You quicly push your hands out infront of your body, esposing your wrists. Your gaze cement on the fire in my eyes as I place both your hands on the middle of the belt and fold ends of the belt over it causing the belt to seal your hands to eachother but at the same time have two ends of the belt fully movable. I take both ends in my right hand and move my hand behind you, erecting the headrest of the backseat to it’s outmost position. I then use the belt to move your suspended hands over your head and pull them manisa escort bayan through the hole that is created between the headrest and the Seat. You now realize what I am about to do and begin to whimper and breathe faster and faster. I then tie each end to the adjusatble pole of the headreast and give your stomach a little spank after I am done.You arch your back out of the seat and feel totally helpless. Your upper body is unuseable as your the handprison I have created is dampening any ability or ambition to move you might, in your foolishness, would experience. I smile, almost chuckling at your anguished movements. At the same time I can feel my manhood starting to pulsate in my suitpants by the lustful look you have on your face. This is what you wanted all along…. And I am not one to dissapoint. I put my middle finger over your lips..”Shh…Just relax” I apply my hands onto your hips and let them travel, slowly and sensually to your lower back as I kiss your neck. My warm breath transmits all over your collarbone as the soft suction of my lips let go of you. The hands continue to the back of your bra, and I then use my two fingers to take off the suspension it is causing over your chest, making the cups over your bussom to loosen. My kisses continue with the gentle character down towards your chest. I quickly realize how hard your nipples are before covering your left areola with my mouth. My tongue loves feeling the sensation of your nipple against it, before engulfing it with my lips, and thus suck on your now fully expose nipple. The action is then repeated when reaching your right tit.I then quickly but gently kiss my way down escort manisa over your stomach before reaching your pelvis. I now erect myself and unbutton your pants and drag them down your ankles with my hands forcefully. Those black, laced panties still causes my heart to pound and causing the blood to flow to my my cock thus cuasing it to harden.I then spank your thighs with my palm in order for you to spread them sufficently in my opinion. “Spread them…” You comply with your gaze cemented upon me and your teeth cutting into your lips. My gentle kisses is not over here as I start to kiss my way in from your thighs and finish solely until I reach the epicenter of your crotch aswell as your panties. My hands now spreads your legs, as I do a long lick over the outlines of your pussy lips on your panties You then feel my teeth scr****g against your stomach as I take a hold of your panties and drag them down your ankles. I roll them up in ball, smell them before smearing them over your little face as you squirm before pushing them inside your little mouth with one finger after the other. “Do I bring back any memories?” I smile before returning to your crotch delving between your legs with my face. I swirl my tongue around your pussy lips to tease you before dragging it up and down your pussy lips as I apply my right thumb to your clit, moving it slowly in circles… (..)I am happy to do these type of stories for you… However I do feel rather emprisoned by this site… Not being able to communicate with you instantly… I am not asking you to consider changing communication tool, but for you to consider such a proposal… I like the fact that you are thinking about me and if this causes some sort of excitement for you… Then please… Dont thank me, just tell me so… Just knowing people get excited by words or actions regardless of the interaction being in person or not… Is thank enoughAll My love… Anthony

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