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clinleypongs October 17 2010, 06:33:43 UTC
I honestly didn't mind the thought or idea of Demi being in control or dominate once and a while during sex. The problem was that once I was horny, I could not stop myself from being in control. I just had to make it a promise to let her be in control and I knew I would follow through, suppressing even the most uncontrollable urges to flip the role dominance. When it came to our surfing competition, I decided that I was going to make this competition as fair as possible. The best blow job was on the line here. The truth is: Demi won fair and square. I had gone to adjust my footing at the same time a wave caught my surfboard and I fell off. Meaning Demi got her turn to tie me up and do to me as she pleased. As it got closer to the night, I was having mixed feelings. Don't get me wrong, I wanted this more than I could possibly express but I knew that for a good portion of the night, I'd be disallowed to touch her. That was torture in my book. So after enduring an avalanche of bragging, I took Demi out to a nice dinner. We decided to be ( ... )

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demlovato October 17 2010, 07:40:36 UTC
The look on Cody's face when I walked out of the bathroom said more than enough. I knew instantly that this outfit was a success. I looked him up and down, staring at his now shirtless body. He had these perfect, defined abs and those little v-cuts that were just so sexy. As I walked closed to him, he reached a hand to touch me but he didn't get very far cause I smacked his hand, not hard but hard enough to show him I was serious. I took this opportunity to handcuff his hands together before he somehow changed his mind about all this. Cody started to call me by his pet name for me, and I immediately stopped him. "Nope. No baby here," I grinned, although I won't lie, it felt really weird telling him his baby wasn't here when I loved being his baby so damn much. But I was Demetria for tonight, and this should be fairly easy since I do dabble in acting as a career. "I think the question is, what am I not going to do to you?" I told him seductively, leaning my face into his as I pressed an index finger at the top of his chest and slide it ( ... )

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clinleypongs October 17 2010, 16:25:30 UTC
Her finger slid down my chest and stomach, the contact seemed to burn a line down my skin as it continued to tingle even when I leaned into to get a kiss. She pulled away from me then walked away, showing her fully exposed ass. Once again, my jaw dropped. Her ass looked fucking delicious and I struggled to try and slip my hands through the handcuffs but Demi had tightened them as much as they could go on my wrists without hurting me. She came around to the other side of the bed and crawled over to me. I could feel the blood rushing south as she climbed into my lap, her boobs so damn close yet still unable to touch. Her fingers slid into my hair before they grabbed the locks of my hair, pushing my head against the headboard. She told me that I'd get what I wanted if I obeyed. I could only nod as she pressed her ass down against my lap. She moved in and finally kissed me but only for the briefest moment before her teeth sunk into my lip. My eyes flew open at the pain but her hips continued to move again my lap. I'd take a cut lip over ( ... )

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clinleypongs October 17 2010, 16:25:47 UTC
I felt like whimpering. I refused to beg though. She went back to swaying her hips in that tantalizing way her hands touching everywhere I couldn't. I couldn't even explain how badly I wanted her. Has I not bitten her, she might've touched me and made me feel a little better. But instead, her fingers played with her nipples as she moaned softly. I knew at this point I had to say something. "Demetria.." Her eyes opened and looked at me again as I gave her the puppy face my baby couldn't say no to, praying that Demetria would have the same weakness. Thankfully, Demi crawled into my lap, her ass resting against my crotch. I tried to raise my hips to get any kind of friction but she lifted her ass, still not letting me have what I wanted. She leaned in to my lips and I backed away, not wanting my lip to be bitten again. It was still sore from the last time she bit it! She gave me a look then gripped my hair so I couldn't move, forcing her lips against mine. Her tongue pushed past my lips, tangling with mine. I was so glad to have her lips ( ... )

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