Ginger Fox Part 4
Fuck, this is my undoing! My brain shuts down, making me feel like a doll in his hands, a doll that Jonathan fills with pleasure. The leather belt tightens around my wrist as he pulls the loose end, making me thrust my breasts forward and push my ass enough to receive his thrusts. His thick cock takes me, making me thirsty. I hear his breathing as fast as mine, fucking me carnally. His other hand pulls my hair, making me tilt my head back, until I feel his breath close to my hair. Jonathan releases my curls, pinning his hand to the back of the chair, leaving it immobilized. I only receive the impact of our bodies colliding. It is hard, fast and strong in a way that pushes me too quickly towards nirvana. My muscles, stiff from being in this position, tingle in every corner, seeking my release with each deepening of his cock inside my pussy. There are no breaks or teasing, it is just an intense fuck, that kicks my brain half a kilometer out of my head. My breath comes in more agonized through my nostrils, interspersed with the screams and moans that I want to release, but that are muffled. My teeth bite the tie in my mouth, until I feel my orgasm tearing me apart. My eyes, clouded by pleasure, close, letting myself go to heaven. My pussy squirts on top of his cock and I can feel his suit pants scraping against my ass every time his body moves away and comes back with more pressure. His hand, which holds the leather belt, uses the spare part to whip my ass when my pussy sucks it with so much pressure, as if it could leave it there forever. And instead of letting go when the second sting of the leather hit me, I just hold him tighter, pushing my hips back. His laughter spreads, entering my ears, I hold him tighter, strangling his cock with my hot, wet pussy.
" Fuck! — I feel happy to get a word out of him amid his heavy breathing.
The chair moves quickly, turning me around again, until it crashes into his desk, which stops it from running across the floor.
"Always the tease, Gim. — Jonathan's deep voice whispers close to my ear, scraping his teeth, letting his laughter spread throughout the room. — You never disappoint me.
His hand releases from the back of the chair, squeezing my hip until he crushes my ass in his fingers, punishing me. Jonathan makes his battery of thrusts triple the rhythm, alternating between the lashes he gives me with the tip of the belt, burning my skin and leaving me more inflamed than I already am. I feel like I'm in pure combustion, on fire, having him fuck me with such madness, until my eyes roll back completely, and I can say that I see stars shining inside me. With another orgasm that cuts me, my fingers tighten, my body shaking in spasms that make me rock in the chair and have my screams muffled. When the wave passes, my forehead is glued to the chair, not knowing exactly what hit me, nor what time and space I am in. Sweat is perspiring on my forehead, the heat of Jonathan's cum runs down my leg, with his body lying on top of mine.
" I'll remember that the next time I go to Sodom, Ginger. — The back of my neck tingles, bringing slow tremors of laziness through my body as his tongue slides across my neck.
He moves slowly, standing up and smoothing my ass with his hand, rubbing it slowly.
" Perfect! — I feel the kiss that Jonathan places on top of the burning place where the belt had hit me.
I find myself sighing between the gag, with a lazy look at his desk, enjoying the affection he shows me while admiring the strapping, feeling good to have him there, right where he is, caressing me, being his.
" Perfect! — I hear his low laugh, like a boy admiring his favorite toy, filling himself with pride.
By Christ, I have become a pervert! A user of a dangerous drug that is totally harmful to my mental and emotional health, whose name is Jonathan Roy. He has entered my mind and body, has tainted my soul, and now I clearly realize that he is slowly infiltrating my heart.
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