Snapchat Photos - She then plays with her hairy pussy.

Hairy pussy. With her fingers she sucks in her pussy, and she whispers, "yes slut". She is become increasingly aroused, and it always starts with sex. But sex isn't what begins the beginning, the beginning is the anticipation. She is tied fully to the table. Feet, and ankles. She is spread eagle across the table. And it's always that way. She can't move. She is lost in the throes of erotic sensation. The eager look on her face is animal cruelty. He knows her well. He caresses her face gently. He meets every razor's edge with his mouth. And at times, he can see the wetness trickling down her outer thighs from her wet sex. He calls a halt. He has planned this.

He has pushed it, and it will soon be over. But they won't stop. She has wanted it. And he's hungry. And when the need is great, when she is in heat, or just when she needs to release, they'll use him. He can be fierce. But they all begin. He begins with an order. By the time the call comes she has already slipped into her beautiful dress. The prince makes his appearance in the wee hours. Usually they're in bed the minute they hear the "call". She enjoys it, and hates it when men try to control her. But it's his nature. And he's so damned good at it that it requires no attention. She slips in a code word. Her legs close around his shoulders.

He rests his head in her soft crook. She turns down the phone. Then it begins. She starts. Silence. In the middle of the night, a prince comes for a visit. They both sleep very soundly. He drifts off to the TV. She stays in her room. They both open the newspaper. She moves the seat to the far left. He moves to the TV. She changes channels. It's all so maddeningly boring. They both watch TV. But, they do read. They both skim it..