The Devil's Chamber Part 4 - Sex Stories

The Devil's Chamber Part 4

... to remove is cum splattered glasses, and toss them to the chair behind him. His right hand vacated my thigh, and worked his button and zipper open. Once released, he stroked his cock furiously. His was tongue moving in and out, and his nose pressed to my clit. I started to feel the waves once more. My back arched, lifting from the table, and my nails dug into his head. I bucked wildly under him, lifting my ass and fucking his tongue upwards. Mr Henderson took my cue and stood up hastily. I had my first look of his cock, and my muscles clenched in anticipation. It was of average length, and perfect girth. Not the monster I thought it would be, instead it was perfect- beyond perfect. He slid me through our collective puddle of cum and saliva. My bottom resting on the edge, and he lifted my legs to his shoulders. He stepped into me, guiding his swollen tip to my slit. He slapped the bulbous head on my pussy, then rubbed up and down. He teased and enticed me to beg. “Fuck me, Sir. Oh God, I want you inside me, please!” “Brace yourself, sweetie,” he grinned. ...