Domineering predator, you know?

Of the 365 days of the year , they met twice a month to kill nostalgia and to seek an unconventional pleasure . When they met they were still in college but he already had a power over her and it was something consensual . She gave that power to him . The first time they touched, it was in one of the corridors of the library. Looks were exchanged all the time but there was never a physical contact.When they touched, he noticed the trembling of the girl. After that, the encounters were getting bolder. Every time he passed by her, he felt her wet panties. He felt his member naturally stiffen, just to see her through the corridors. He entered and as if he was thirsty for water, gave a kiss, sticking his tongue in her mouth, without touching her and noticed that he was writhing with desire.. At this time his hands ran from her neck to her beautiful huge breasts and hard beaks, denouncing his crazy desire for that, practically unknown. Her buttoned blouse facilitated access and her mini skirt as well. Soon his fingers entered that crevice all wet which led the girl to land in successive spasms. He opened his zipper, but put her purse out and without him asking her, she walked around the stream with a will that he himself was frightened but she insisted, then she crawled around the stream with a will that he himself was frightened but she was frightened, then she crawled around the stream with a will that he himself was frightened but she was frightened, then she crawled around the stream with a will that he himself was frightened but she was frightened, then she crawled around him like a domesticated dog, then he walked out with the tongue of desire. He was still reprimanded by those days without clothes and those days without clothes. She walked around the more often, denolating her body, denolating him with his crazy desire, denolating his madness, denolating his madness, denolating his desire for that he would be mad for that crazy desire for that one, practically unknown by those days. In the delirium of the sensation she can count 4 hands but she is wrong .... There are 6 hands giving her tasty sensations. Being in an X, her sex is well shown. A burning rain breaks the tasty sensation and comes out of her mouth a groan of pain. Whip of 3 legs steal her sense. There were six in all. Soon after with the body hot from the pain caused by the whip, tongues search for her shame, anxious to relieve the pain. In her breasts, her vagina and belly mouths and tongue, trying to relieve the burning, which by now were mixed with pain and excitement. The silence was broken, when he called her a whore and whore. For he had given the punishment scene. He did not care who was giving him pleasure, but he knew that He was giving the greatest pleasure to the man who let him have the most exotic sensations. Now he was looking at the strange people in the room. She was looking in the direction of the whip, tongues searching for her shame, trying to relieve the pain. In her breasts, her vagina and belly mouths mouths and tongue, trying to relieve the burning, which by now were mixed with pain and excitement. The silence was broken, when he called her a whore and whore. Because he had given the punishment scene. He did not care who was giving her pleasure. He was giving her pleasure, but He knew that He was giving the greatest pleasure to the man who was giving her pleasure. He was giving her pleasure. He was giving her pleasure, but He was giving the greatest pleasure, but He was giving the greatest pleasure. Now he was giving her body to have the most exourge of the most exotic people in the most exotic sensation. She looked in the direction of the whip caused by the whip, height of the whip, height of the whip, height of the whip, she was raising up her whip, and she had a whip, and she had a taste of his whip. Because that's what turned that stranger into the beautiful law student. Their lives went on but so did the encounters. They dated other people, got married, had their professions. But the forbidden encounters and sections of consensual torture went on for many years, even separated from him abroad. Even today, when he visits Brazil, he calls and she answers him. Even if she doesn't want to ... But he's her DONO!! He needs to release her. But even she doesn't know if she wants to. She refuses phone calls but doesn't resist. She still exercises the power of domination. The encounters increased the degree of pain, because there was a metamorphosis in both of them ... But the desire to meet him and be attended to, persist since college.