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My breath catches, my throat suddenly dry and I can’t think! Shit Shit Shit… I can’t think!Still on my knees on the floor, I look over my shoulder frowning at my apartment door. Did I imagine that? My eyes wide and I feel as though the air has been sucked from the room.There it is again… the doorbell rings!I turn slowly, stumbling slightly as I lift to my feet. Without thinking I make my way towards the front of my apartment. Once there, not giving a thought to the fact I am still naked, my shaking hand reaches for the lock. Turning the catch, everything suddenly so quiet, I suddenly feel oddly calm as if I know who will be on the other side of the door.Opening the door, shielding myself slightly with it,  I look up into the eyes of a well-built man. I don’t seem to be able to speak, I just keep looking into his eyes.’Well, the polite thing to do would be to ask me in.’ His voice is calm and clear, and bahis siteleri there is a slight smile to his tone.I’m frozen to the spot, eyes still locked with his, I still haven’t spoken. I know he has spoken. I know that because at the sound of his voice a throb started between my legs again. His voice lowers slightly as he reaches for the door, ‘Baby open the door for me, be a good girl.’ He takes control and pushes the door open wider, and steps inside. I step back making room for him, I’m shaking now, I make no effort to stop him. He nudges the door over, not quite shutting it.I’m standing with my back to the wall, looking up meeting his eyes, my breath catches as he lifts a hand and traces his fingertip around a pale pink areola. It immediately tightens, which makes him smile and he pinches it quickly between his finger and thumb causing me to gasp and arch into his torment. I feel a hot pool of arousal canlı bahis siteleri build between my thighs. ‘I thought it was time I took a closer look,’ his voice was so quiet now as if sharing a deep dark secret with me. I nod, still not able to find my voice.His big hands then reach for each of my wrists and he lifts them, his grip not tight but there is an authority there that makes me allow myself to be guided by him. His mouth dips to mine not quite touching, brushing over my lips with his tongue moistening them as he then whispers, ‘l still need to cum baby, down on your knees.’ ‘Erm… errrr… l,’ I stutter not quite knowing what to say, feeling I should say something but I’m so caught up in his gaze it’s as if I have no clue how to speak.’Sh-sh-shhhhh, no questions, do as you are told! On your knees,’ his voice softly controlling me. I find myself sliding down against the wall, my wrists now canlı bahis firmly held in one of his big hands, so that as I find myself on my knees my hands are raised above my head. My face directly in front of his bulging trousers, and l literally salivate! My breathing quickens,  I swallow quickly, my breasts heaving up and down as I lean towards him, and before I know my own thoughts l nuzzle my face into the hard flesh tenting his trousers. I hear him laugh softly and I pull back to look up to him, his eyes are fixed on mine as his free hand unfastens his clothing, reaching in to free his swollen member. I can’t help myself but watch closely as he strokes up and down his cock and I feel my clit throb,  even without touching l know l am soaking wet.A small whimper comes from me involuntarily, just the sight of how hard he is has me desperate to taste!  I’m scared but stupidly enthralled at the same time. My breathing heavy, l press my lips tight together as he teases along them with the glistening tip of his wonderfully rigid cock. Coating them with his promise, he smirks as I can’t resist flicking my tongue along them to taste.

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