Last_Rider
La Fin Absolue du Monde
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Matt was no longer surprised that Yvonne found new and powerful ways to climax, the woman amazed him virtually every time he brought her over the edge of pleasure. The thought of how hard she'd cum after some serious teasing brought a smile to him. He licked gently as she started coming down from the high, just caressing her sex with his tongue.
Normally he might have scolded her for making demands, but he also recognized the nature of what she said. She wasn't really making a demand, she was asking for something, just not in that necessarily in the same way. He would have to work a little on that, but not now. Now she had done admirably and deserved a reward.
"Of course Yvonne."
He climbed onto his knees and leaned over, his lips pressing against hers. His tongue snaked into her mouth, letting her taste herself on his lips, breath, and tongue as they kissed. Matt drew it out, loving the feel of her kissing him. Eventually it broke, and he caressed her face.
"Now, I'm going to torture your tits. Remember your safe and slow words Yvonne, I will respect them. I ask that you not use your safe word until you really can't take anymore. I'm going to give you a taste of many different things, and when you're being pushed, I want you to try and experience everything. If you can't take anymore, use it and the scene stops immediately. I'd advise you to use your slow word liberally. When you use that I will slow down, give you time to assimilate what you're feeling, and let you adjust."
His hands were gently guiding Yvonne into a sitting position, keeping his touch on her skin constant, letting her feel his presence, his joy at her simply being.
"So I know you know, what are your safe and slow words Yvonne."
His eyes stayed on hers, gentle and understanding as he guided her arms behind her back but didn't bind them just yet.
Normally he might have scolded her for making demands, but he also recognized the nature of what she said. She wasn't really making a demand, she was asking for something, just not in that necessarily in the same way. He would have to work a little on that, but not now. Now she had done admirably and deserved a reward.
"Of course Yvonne."
He climbed onto his knees and leaned over, his lips pressing against hers. His tongue snaked into her mouth, letting her taste herself on his lips, breath, and tongue as they kissed. Matt drew it out, loving the feel of her kissing him. Eventually it broke, and he caressed her face.
"Now, I'm going to torture your tits. Remember your safe and slow words Yvonne, I will respect them. I ask that you not use your safe word until you really can't take anymore. I'm going to give you a taste of many different things, and when you're being pushed, I want you to try and experience everything. If you can't take anymore, use it and the scene stops immediately. I'd advise you to use your slow word liberally. When you use that I will slow down, give you time to assimilate what you're feeling, and let you adjust."
His hands were gently guiding Yvonne into a sitting position, keeping his touch on her skin constant, letting her feel his presence, his joy at her simply being.
"So I know you know, what are your safe and slow words Yvonne."
His eyes stayed on hers, gentle and understanding as he guided her arms behind her back but didn't bind them just yet.