Almost a whisper. Hindi sex Through your tingling nerve ends you feel a sudden, short movement forward. Another pitiful moan escapes your throat as the fetter holds tight. Lord. I kiss one side and then the other, back and forth, lower and closer together each time. You pushed yourself up on your tip-toes reaching for me, giving yourself to me both physically and emotionally. My voice comes to your like a caress, like a gentle, sweet kiss. Deep. You glance up once again at me, and the thought that I look like a king on my throne crosses your mind. You push yourself forward again, grinding the mound of your sex against the soft leather of the padded cushion on the wooden stool. You instinctively clench your cheeks together tightly as my lips move to the dimples on either side of your tailbone.
