Katarina’s Experience [mf, Mdom, Fsub, red thong, image]

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Mr Sands prises Katarina’s crossed legs apart, getting a full view of her rosy red thong. He moves his strong body in between her slender thighs so she can’t close her legs again, so he has full access to her private area. She puts her arms above her head and turns to one side, mouth open, surrendering to him.

Sands puts his hands over each of Katarina’s bulging breasts, held together by her red and black bra. He pushes her breasts up, squeezing them with his strong hands. She closes her eyes.

Then he runs a hand all the way down her smooth body, from her cleavage, past her flat navel to her thong. When he gets to her underwear he puts his hand down it, covering her smooth flower. He leaves it there for a moment, showing her he’s in control. Then he starts to caress her private area, moving his hand in and out of her thong, entering it from different sides, different angles. She breathes in.

And then, putting one arm down on her navel to keep her locked in place, he slides a finger all the way up her hole. She gasps. Then he withdraws from her, sliding his finger out. But before she can take a breath he drives two fingers deep inside her. Then out. Then in. She’s getting a little wet now.

Sands moves back from between Katarina’s legs and pushes them together temporarily. Then he grabs each side of her little red thong and slides it down over her thighs, her knees, down to her ankles and all the way off. He tosses it to one side.

He puts a hand on each of her knees and, again, forces her legs apart. Her smooth little flower is now stretched open and wet, all his for the taking. He moves back between her legs so she can’t close them.

Katarina opens her eyes and looks down as Mr Sands drives his way deep inside her, all the way in. She moans as his huge length penetrates her slim body. She turns her head to one side and clenches her teeth. He slowly withdraws, sliding all the way out of Katarina’s wet hole, right to the entrance.

But before she has a chance to breath he drives back into her again, deep inside. She cries out. And the machine starts. Mr Sands pulls back and thrusts so far into Katarina she whimpers as her whole body is forced back on the white sheets.

Things get faster, harder. Her body is jerking with each insertion. Sands reaches forward and grabs each of her breasts as he pumps her, gripping them hard. As she jolts back and forth he yanks down her bra cups and lets her bulging tits break free. Now her rock hard nipples poke up out of their bra cups and her breasts bounce up and down as Sands pumps her harder, harder.

She can’t take it anymore. The pounding is so deep. Each time he enters, he goes all the way up her hole, stretching it to the limit. She tries to close her legs but she can’t, he’s wedged between them. All she can do is cry out each time he drives into her, forcing her slender body back on the white sheets. Still he gets faster and harder, his hands grabbing her breasts.

Finally she can’t hold it in. Her body stiffens like a rock for a few seconds while he continues thrusting into her. And then, leaning her head back and clenching her teeth, Katarina explodes. She’s breathing so fast now, moaning and groaning as she comes, but Mr Sands keeps driving into her like a machine. She has to deal with her orgasm while he keeps pumping her.

She’s hoping he’ll slow down soon, but he carries on just as hard. Until finally he blows up inside her, offloading everything. She feels the force of his explosion, far up her hole. With her legs wedged wide apart, all she can do is accept it. He keeps delivering his load while she’s locked in place. Until finally she’s received everything he had and begins to slow down.

Eventually he comes to a stop. Katarina’s slender body is damp and done in, her breasts sticking out of their red bra cups. She’s able to begin catching her breath.

Mr Sands pulls out of her. Then he gets up and walks over to the floor to ceiling window of the hotel room, picking up his glass of Champagne sitting next to his gun on the table. He gazes out over Prague city, blinking at night, as he takes a sip, thinking. Then he starts buttoning up his white Armani shirt.

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