Hunger

After over 45 minutes of me licking and sucking and teasing Princess’s cunt with my mouth, my Master finally allowed that she could come.

But burying my face in her clit with his cock deep in my cunt wasn’t enough to push her over at that point. She was ravenous for for something inside her by this point and mixing my thumb and tongue was simply keeping her on the edge further.

My Master took his cock out of my cunt and slid it down her throat as he ordered me to start slipping my hand into her aching begging cunt. It was a joy to trail one finger up and down and watch her cunt literally open for it.

If she’d had her hands free she’d have been shoving all four fingers inside her immediately but I enjoyed adding them gradually, fucking her deeper each time until my hand was right up to the knuckles.

My Master lubed me up and I slid my hand right into her cunt as she gasped and groaned around his cock and once I was up to the narrowest point of my wrist, fist clenched I started to fuck her as hard I possibly could until she was begging me to destroy her cunt and coming so hard round my fist I couldn’t move it for a second.

Her gorgeous stretched cunt was still crying out for more though and my Master leaned himself down, cock still in her mouth and two fingers slipped into her slick cunt beside my fist.

We started off at two different rhythms as we explored her eager pussy begging for both of us and then it just worked to fuck her together. Four fingers from my Master and a whole fist from me brought her to another orgasm where no discernible words came out as she stretched further round our hands.

But my Master wasn’t done with his beautiful stretched slut of a wife yet. He ordered me to keep my fist buried deep in her and to press the Doxy against her swollen clit as he went back to fucking her face with his cock so she couldn’t keep protesting that it was too much for her.

Within minutes, she was begging for me to turn the Doxy up and fist her harder and harder. She was pressing so hard against my fist and the toy I could hardly breathe in my corset as her ruined cunt came around me for the third time in under an hour.

My Master rewarded her by unclipping her cuffs from the ties on the bed and allowing her to sit up and recover slightly before ordering her to put his work shirt over her waist trainer and go to the door to collect dinner from the delivery driver with no panties on and the cuffs clinking around her hands and wrists while we drank the champagne he had brought…

Hunger

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