02-22-2009, 05:23 PM
Silvia could hardly stand it as he looked her over, his intense gaze wandering her body. Her legs trembled slightly, her pussy already damp just from his staring. She wanted him to be pleased, she prayed in her head for him to be pleased. When she felt his hand come around her waist she braced to be either embraced and praised or thrown to the ground and ordered to strip. To her delight it was the first and not the second and she eagerly pressed her soft, lushes body against his, trembling with anticipation as she felt his hand on her ass and his other on her breast, her trained body already aroused and her nipples hardened almost as if his command was enough to do just that. When he kissed her she returned it as much as she dared, enough to show him that she loved him and was happy he was happy but not so much as to try to kiss as an equal or anything of the sort, always letting him be dominant. She moaned softly as his hands squeezed and caressed her gentle form. She wished she could stay like this forever, feeling warm and praised.
