The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…

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Tuesday April 22, 2014

Lana had been dreaming again, that same dream she had been having for weeks now. In it she was someone important, a lawyer or doctor maybe. She could never hang on to it completely and now, as she brushed some sleep from her eye, it faded completely from her mind.

She was on the floor at the foot of the bed, where she always slept. Her master would be awake soon and if he woke up without her lips around his dick he would be very disappointed. Perhaps she could hold out and he’d wake up, he’d probably punish her with the paddle. A quiver ran through her body at the thought.

Her pussy started to get wet and her need overcame her, she carefully maneuvered under the covers and found what she was after. She took him in her mouth and started slowly bringing him awake. Once she had worked up a good rhythm her hand found her clit and worked it in time with her fellatio.

When he finally came out of his slumber, he pushed the the sheets down, just over her head. She looked up at him, her need greater than before as she moved up and down his shaft. He placed his hands on her head and pushed her all the way down his shaft. A small orgasm ran up her spine, but her need was still the only thing on her mind.

He worked her head up and down several more times before finally holding her down and cumming in her mouth. It hit the back of her throat and her own orgasm exploded, her mind left empty from the pleasure. She sucked with all her will to get more of his seed in her, her cheeks hollow from the effort and her eyes rolled back in her head. Finally her need satisfied for a moment, she smiled dreamily and thought of how she would convince him to use her again before he left for work.

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