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Each finger worked in until I was squirming, thrusting onto his hand.
I could feel his breath on my clit and it was driving me crazy but not nearly as crazy as when he dodged his tongue out from between his lips and darted it to tease my clit.
He completely withdrew his hand from me and, letting me know just how disappointed he was with my lack of self control, he washed his hand instead of letting me clean it. Until, of course, he pushed me to lean in front of the mirror, on the counter that held the sinks.
I could hear the zipper on his pants but I could not have thought how fast he would enter me. "Master...thank you..." "What are you, you little bitch?
It was then that he simultaneously sucked on my left nipple and pinched, pulled, tugged, and anything else you can thing of with two or three fingers the right one.
He knew what that would do to me and made sure that he held my neck just long enough to let my noises pass unheard.
He took his time sliding in and out of me the first few times before he groaned again, thrusting only a few times but still deliciously rough until he couldn't contain himself any longer.