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Hot pink lips,and her eyes highlighted with black eye liner, and hot pink eye shadow.Samantha hadabout thirty minutes to go, she carefully packed the things she wore to thehotel in the now empty case, and placed it in the closet. Next was the funpart, the gift wrapping of a present was always the best part.....well besidesthe unwrapping ...lol.A pink leathercuff was buckled onto each wrist and each ankle, and the pink belt with three 0rings was tightly buckled around her waist. Next came the leather straps, onearound the ankles, one below the knees, another above the knees, and anotherstrapping her thighs together. Her black lycra encased legs framed so lovely bythe pink boots, and the 4 pink leather straps. Still standing between the twobeds , Samantha made sure the bundles of rope, all the toys, as well as thepadlocks and keys were all neatly arranged on the first bed. Satisfied thateverything was in order, she went about finishing the scene. She took the penisgag and firmly buckled. Let’s go to the bedroom.I made her stand up and took her to the bedroom. I was a little bit gentle in the first as I felt slightly tensed. She was all confident and ready. I pushed her on the bed and fell on her.She laughed and said, “ Woah. Woah, slow, calm down Arjun.”I started lowering her straps and she was lifting my shirt up. We got naked on top. I lowered her dress completely to her feet and removed it. She is totally naked under me. I was rubbing my cock against her through my shorts and kissing her on the lips so desperately.I was moving my hands on her boobs, waist and butt cheeks. She was kissing me back so good and the feeling of her soft lips made me drip in my shorts. She lowered my shorts slowly while I was doing all this. My dick grew bigger than usual and felt like stiff rubber.It was rubbing against her stomach while I was sucking on her boobs. She moved her hand from my butt to get hold of my cock and started rubbing against her pussy. I was getting a trembling.
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