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Him:
I slowly push inside of her savoring how tight and hot her sweet ass was as it gripped my dick. I could hear little whimpers of pain from my lovely slave as she buried her face in her pillow. She knew better than to protest my invasion of her, so she lay there; willing and open to me and to my pleasure.
It always gave me an incredible feeling of power, the power that always filled me when one of my lovely slaves lay before me, servicing me.
With one final thrust I slid deep inside her, my balls resting against her slick wet pussy; she cried out at their touch.
I had not let her have sex in her pussy for a very long time and the feeling of my balls slapping against her pussy lips was making her crazy... and very wet.
I started little hard thrusts drawing back slightly and probing deep; my balls slapping against her, punishing her; making her sob with desire.
God I love to feel slick wet pussy against my balls while I'm fucking a tight asshole! I slipped my hand beneath her to finger her stiff little clit. Her whimpers of pain soon turned to cries of pleasure.
I pulled my dick completely out and plunged hard into her again... and again, over and over; little spasms of pleasure from her pussy gripping my dick as my finger flipped across her clit punishing it, pulling it; stroking it, till she was sobbing, begging me...
"Fuck me harder master... please, I need to cum, it's been so long, please I'll do whatever you want me to."
I felt her hand on mine pressing it hard against her clit; her fingers sneaked back to stroke my balls as well; pulling and tugging them, one of her fingers slid back further to teased my ass, back and forth, sending little jerks of pleasure down my ass encased dick.
When I felt her nails begin to scratch my ball sack as well... Well that was more than even I could take. I felt myself dissolving into one massive stroking orgasm,
"Oh god I'm going to cum... my sweetheart...beautiful slave" I groaned and to my delight I felt her asshole started quivering and gripping me servicing me...
"Cum for me, my beautiful master, "she whispered. "Give me your gift"
And I came in her then... my dick deep in her most secret place, my fingers covered with her juices, I felt my knees go weak and I collapsed on top of her and we lay there joined together, exhausted from our play; her sweet asshole jerking with twinges of her pleasure, wanting release. Her fingers slid between her legs and stroked the last drops of cum from my balls into her.
I rolled off her dizzy and wrung out, dozing, and thought I felt her get up. Mildly annoyed I thought, "Where is she going?" but I must have dozed off a second because I woke up to feel something very hot laid over my groin.
I half sat up dazed from my exertions, to see my lovely slave kneeling between my legs, cleaning my dick with a hot towel.
I lay back to watch her; the sight of her skin, her eyes, the curve of her breasts, and the little red marks on them made by my teeth made my balls ache for her again.
Her skilled hands on my dick started an ache there too, and I was definitely, loving the way she left little kisses on the areas she had just cleaned. Oh man, her hot mouth on me, her hands on me, I felt desire for her burn again in my belly.
This slave was definitely my favorite.
She continued, kissing my balls, the skin on my inner thigh, licking me, good lord she was all over me, touching me everywhere, her mouth everywhere, and I felt my self slip away into the world of her mouth, her hands...
Her:
My lovely master lay there almost asleep as I brought back a wet towel to clean him. I slid into bed between his legs, and quietly lay the hot towel across him gripping it around his balls and circling it around his dick.
I began to clean him with the towel and dry him with my lips. He sat up and I tingled hearing the quick intake of his breath when he felt my hands gripping him in the hot towel.
I grew wet for him again when I saw his eyes narrow and his head drop back with pleasure from my mouth and the attentions I was giving to the little secret places where I knew men loved to be touched.
I had been well trained for pleasure and I was not through with my lovely master. I knew how to get him to service me again, oh yes... I knew very well what it would take.
I finished cleaning off every trace of our previous encounter, returning to the bathroom to refresh the towel and wipe the sweat and oil from his body, touching him, kissing him, licking all his secret places.
I loved the way his eyes closed at the touch of my lips on his semi firm dick; the way his lips parted; his breath puffed in little gasps as I slid his balls one at a time into my mouth... sucking... licking causing his dick to swell again as my hands stroked him.