Still sporting her boots and body-harness, badass Tara swung back astride his body. While Julie smirked and petted him like he would his cat, Carrie crouched at his other end. There she helped to guide the painfully importunate pole of his prick inside.
First insertion brought matching gasps, cheers and a kiss on his cheek.
Tight indeed, hot Tara sank down onto him by hesitant degrees. Soon they were moaning a two-part harmony. Those scorching eyes flashed wide and closed in slow bliss by turns, scorning him no more. When in the end she settled fully embedded the domme on top was hissing and gritting her teeth. The pillow settled some beneath them yet his elevation still maximized the available penetration. Julie kissed him approvingly again, a hearty smack on the mouth this time. Carr
