Inès Dominatrice Paris

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J. the pretentious....

He arrived with the arrogant air. He has seen everything, he has done everything...
SHE understood… He had not touched the main point yet.

"You did not evoke only and single the interest of such a meeting!
- What do you want to speak about ?
- About abandonment… "

He was keep silent, finally. Pensive.

- No, he replied … But what do you want to say by abandonment?
- You will know soon… Undress you I want to see you naked, at my feet.

He had lived everything, said he. Whereas she was going to open him the universe of a sensual and intellectual submission.Naked, still in front of her, he remained arrogant.

- Seat down, at my feet.

SHE bandaged his eyes, whispered in his ear "goodbye"…
From her point of pump, she played with his sex already drawn up.Then her heel slowly flesh Her hand slid slowly in the back. Her nails marked then hardly the soft flesh. He flinched , not of pain but of surprise.
She cherished its cheek, continued and slapped and then still cherished.

He did not know already any more… he was lost between softness and rout.

She went on with her smooth and perverse voice "You will have anything to say, nothing to make that I will not wonder…You will forget your pleasure for mine.Mine will be to take ".

With an amateur hand, SHE slipped towards its buttocks which it wound into a ball. HER finger was inserted gently…He groaned.

Much later, whereas it moved away,he smiled.He had finally understood. Abandonment