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snatch-22
Date: 6/23/2017, Categories: BDSM Fetish, Author: fatmagicaltongue, Source: xHamster
... She took a seat nude at the guest dressing table and began to do her makeup in the mirror. Even though it was still mid-afternoon, she applied dark, smoky tones appropriate for a romantic, late night affair. I took the opportunity to study her intensely as she transformed from the airy, free spirit who had tortured me all day into a sensual starlet who might—I hoped—finally make love to me and share release. Satisfied with her makeup and perfectly styled long, jet-black hair, she spun around to face me. From the dressing table she produced a pair of nude stockings with a seam running up the back. Extending one leg and then the other, she ran the stockings sensuously up each leg and smoothed them by running her hands the entire length. A delicate, black garter belt with tiny embroidered red roses then was fastened around her trim waist and she bent forward to attach the clips treating me to a fantastic view of her hairless pussy peaking from between the globes of her ass. A similarly adorned sheer lace bra soon cradled and lifted her amazing breasts providing a view of her hard, purple nipples through the sheerest parts of the lace. Last to join the ensemble was a sheer black thong that had a single larger embroidered rose directly over the tiny tuft of hair adorning her pussy. Nicki stood up and slipped on her favorite pair of shoes: a pointy pair of 4" black Louboutins with a dangerously spiky heel. She shimmied into a stretchy, long, black pencil skirt that came ...
... just below her knee which, when combined with the heels, gave the illusion that her legs went on forever. Finally, to complete the outfit she fastened only barely enough buttons on a crème-colored, silk top to cover the majority of her bra. I couldn't believe how sexy my wife looked in this amazing outfit as she did a few slow twirls to check herself out from very angle in the mirror. She took a quick glance at the clock and whispered, "Perfect." I couldn't agree more, although it quickly became apparent that she was referring to the time. She reached into a small box on the dressing table and retrieved a ball on a strap that she proceeded to fasten around my face, effectively gagging me, and then sat back on the bench at the dressing table. Slowly and deliberately, she crossed her legs, revealing a deep slit up one side of the skirt that now showed off a fabulous amount of thigh and even the tops of her stockings. I still had no idea what she had planned, but I was putty in her hands. "So? What shall we do now? Hmm? I can tell by the wide eyes and bouncing cock that you approve of my new outfit. A special purchase for a special evening, don't you think?" "You've been quite the house husband all day, cooperating beautifully with my instructions, bearing my cock-teasing, and even taking your punishment without a single complaint. I'm actually quite impressed. I didn't think you'd go along quite so easily, but I'm pleased you did." "I'm sure you're ...