I guessed thattopolina, as Dario so creatively called her, was now kneeling behind me to bury her face between my legs, but feeling it made me forget the pain I had just experienced.
With a sigh, I acknowledged the first delicate touch of her tongue on my pussy after she had pushed the thong a little to the side. I knew it would not take long until she had me at this dangerous threshold, from which there was no turning back once you had crossed it.
I prepared myself to pull myself together, but as soon as she played around my clit and kept circling my entrance with her finger, it was completely over for me.
My knees began to tremble because they suddenly no longer wanted to hold me upright. I made every effort to hold on to the table. One moan after another escaped me while a knot gathered in my abdomen that would burst at any moment if she continued to spoil me with her tongue and used her fingers to stimulate me further.
It looked like she was having fun teasing me. I barely managed to keep my legs apart far enough for her, it was that difficult to pull myself together. One proper tongue movement on her part and I could have the orgasm non-
"FUCK!" I groaned as her hand unexpectedly shot up to my pussy, taking my breath away.
I gasped, not out of lust this time, and blinked away the black dots that suddenly danced before my eyes.
"Were you trying to break the rules,micina?" Dario interfered.
topolina,meanwhile, resumed her previous position and began teasing me again.
Heat raced through my body.
"I can't help it she knows exactly how tooh fuck." No sooner had I uttered it than another blow hit me, bringing me down from my lust for a short time.
But as soon as she started to play me with her tongue again, I was back on the direct path to orgasm.
"Get a grip, Gia," Dario ordered, his mouth suddenly on my ear. "We wouldn't want you to make a mistake and have me punish you for it again."
Everything he was doing right now was a punishment. But damn it, I enjoyed every second of it.
With a veiled look, I looked up at him like a help-seeker to her savior. "Please let me feel your cock, Dario. I can't stand this. I want to come. I want you inside me. Fuck me hard enough to forget everything. Hard and fast and merciless. I want you to destroy me before you put me back together." The pleading in my voice was accompanied by pure lust and desire for him. Only for him, not this woman who could never give me what Dario gave me.
I heard him laugh softly, his fingers on my chin. "If you endure it a little longer, I'll give you what you want," he whispered to me.
I nodded, willing to do anything to enjoy his hard length, which was just inches away from me and yet so damn far away.
Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes, already imagining what it would be like when he pushed his cock inside me for the first time, making me feel every inch of it.
He fit me perfectly, filled me out so damn well that just thinking about it drove me crazy.
topolinastill claimed my attention again, sliding her finger a few inches inside me and using a gentle motion to further tease the sensitive spot inside me as she continued to suck and play on my clit.
The muscles in my legs hardened. The sheer effort of holding back the orgasm that was building inside me made me breathe harder and ensured that I no longer had any control over what sounds escaped me. It was a wild mixture of both their names, my lust and the desire to find release, although I knew full well that they’d deny me as long as it wastopolinawho touched me.
Once Dario's cock was inside me
Again, a blow hit me directly on the pussy, this time so hard that tears stung my eyes. Still, it wasn't enough to make my lust collapse like a house of cards. On the contrary. It spurred my desire for orgasm and hard sex even more.
I reached out sideways to Dario, hoping to grab some part of his body, but he was out of my reach. He commented on my pitiful attempt with an amused laugh.
The sadist in him was enjoying the scenario that was playing out right before his eyes, that couldn’t be any clearer.
"Please," I finally pleaded. It was a miracle that I phrased a word at all.
I wanted Dario. Dario, whose dark hair was messed up, constantly giving him that sexy look I hated so much in men because it made me weak. Then there were the dark eyes like those of a predator watching you through bars. His strong arms, the big hands and his style, matching my own. Not to mention under the neckline of his dark shirt I could make out the tattoos that were spread all over his upper body. And then there was his cock, with which he could fuck me into seventh heaven, letting me feel suffering and boundless pleasure at the same time.
"Get away from her," he finally growled, bringing me the first part of the redemption I so desperately craved.
He slid his hands over my body and made me feel how much he liked seeing me in this state. My pussy was wet, my legs shaking and my head was all about him, his body and what he could give me.
My breath quickened as his fingers slid over my still aching ass. I half expected him to strike again, but he left it at the gentle touch before his hand slid lower and between my legs. One of his fingers slipped inside me almost by itself and the fact that it was him touching me was enough to elicit a moan that surprised even me.