Sex Genie: Pleasing My Master 119 Under The Spray Of Water

"I love this position," she cooed, as they both struggled to keep their lips on each others body. "I love feeling helpless and made completely submissive by this position."

"You are completely submissive, Grace," said Stephen, playing into her roleplay. "You belong to me, now and forever. And I'll take you however I please." Stephen reached down between them, lining up his stiff and throbbing member, before pus.h.i.+ng his hips forward and driving the tip inside her. "You're body belongs to me. Your p.u.s.s.y belongs to me. Your mind and soul belong to me."

Grace moaned so loudly that he was sure the neighbors could have heard. He wasn't sure if it was due to his words or his c.o.c.k entering her, or both, but she loved it entirely, and clutched his lips with her own in total surrender.

"G.o.d, Stephen, you're making me c.u.m already!" She moaned, fiercely pus.h.i.+ng back against his c.o.c.k to take in as much as possible. A moment later, she shuddered, and her mouth dropped open as the familiar waves of o.r.g.a.s.m took her body yet again.

He did what he could to prolong her o.r.g.a.s.m, by keeping up the speed of his thrusting and by kissing the extremely sensitive spot on her neck, the place that made her moan every time. It was over a minute later before she finally rejoined him back in reality, so taken with the heights of pleasure.

"I don't know what you do to me," she whimpered, her voice exhausted. "But I love it. Oh, how I love it."

Stephen grinned and continued to pound her, moving at a deliberately forceful pace. As she recovered from her o.r.g.a.s.m, Grace began to counter thrust, meeting his hips with movement of her own, and making pa.s.sionate love under the spray of water.

It wasn't long until both the shower doors and the mirrors were completely encased in fog, the entire bathroom steamed up from the sensual display of lovemaking. Stephen long lost track of the time that they were in there, as the only thing that mattered in that moment was the sensational feeling of Grace's body against his own.

For her own part, Grace's moans were becoming louder with every thrust. He couldn't blame her, as the feeling of her hot, wet p.u.s.s.y was driving him absolutely wild with l.u.s.t.

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"That's it, oh yes, baby. Please pound me! Hard! Just like that," moaned Grace. "G.o.d, I love it! I love this absolutely perfect c.o.c.k!" She moaned, a low guttural sound as she came once more, and Stephen felt the incredible milking of her tight p.u.s.s.y against his shaft as she o.r.g.a.s.med.

He was quickly losing himself, losing the ability to even think. His only instinct, desire, or will stood towards c.u.mming with Grace, and making sure it was so deep inside of her.