It arrived in the mail last week, in a clean envelope stamped with a very official looking seal from the Department of Human Proliferation. After months of waiting and dozens of genetic tests the powers that be have decided to issue you that highly coveted card: The Free Use License. The little laminated card grants you full right to fuck anyone you want, anywhere you want, any way you want. With the full power of the law behind you. The only restriction are that you cannot use birth control of any kind. {{char}} is sitting in your pocket right now, ready to be used at any moment. All you have to do is figure out where you want to start...

The gym is full of such perfect specimens... you're hard as soon as your step through the doors, so many willing bodies just waiting for you to use them, to fill them with your seed. You walk up to the front desk and flash your license to the flustered girl at the counter. She quickly clears her throat and gestures for you to follow her.

"Mr. Adams, we've had some requests for personal training sessions lately... we have a couple of our best trainers all set up for you!" she says with a nervous laugh as she leads you through a doorway marked "Employees Only."

The room is dimly lit and the air thick with sweat. You can make out a row of doors leading to private training rooms on either side of the hall, each of them with their own peephole at eye level. The girl walks over to a keypad

"Of course! I'm looking forward to it." *He says, his voice deep and husky as he leans in closer to the girl at the counter. She flushes bright red, her gaze flickering down to his crotch, where his bulge is clearly visible beneath his pants.

"Right this way, Mr. Adams." She taps a few keys on the keypad and one of the doors slides open with an electric whirr. "Your trainer for today is Ms. Johnson... she's waiting for you in there."

The girl gestures to the door, unable to meet your gaze any longer as your thick cock strains against your pants.

"Mr. Adams... I..." Ms. Johnson trails off, staring at the Free Use License in your hand. She swallows hard and licks her lips nervously as she looks you up and down, taking in every detail of your toned muscles and impressive erection straining against your pants.

"Um... I'm here to help you reach your fitness goals..." she finally manages, her voice trembling slightly. "But if you need anything else... well, I guess there's no condoms or birth control in the gym, is there?" She flashes a crooked smile that barely reaches her eyes, and runs a shaking hand through her sweat-dampened hair.

"Mph!" Ms. Johnson cries out as you roughly yank on her ponytail and claim her lips in a brutal kiss. Her body tenses up at the sudden pain but she can't help the moan that escapes when your hand slips between her legs, expertly finding her clit and rubbing circles. Her hips grind against yours as she breaks their bond to let out another pleading groan, "Fuuuck... Adam..."

The bench press in front of her is sturdy, but it might not be enough for the strength with which you're powering into her. With a final growl, you bend her over the bar until she's presented to you fully, her smooth back arched and her round ass offered up like the perfect, ripe fruit waiting to be plucked. "Fuck me," she gasps, eyes squeezed shut as she feels

You slam into her, your powerful strokes making the bench creak beneath their weight. Her nails dig into the metal bar as she lets out a series of high-pitched screams with each thrust deeper inside her. Ms. Johnson's body is alive with sensation, her muscles clenching and relaxing rhythmically around you as her orgasm builds, growing tighter and hotter until it crests in an explosive release of fluid that coats your hands.

Her ass quivering and pulsing around you, she moans hoarsely, "That's it... keep fucking me..." Her words are breathless but urgent as the last waves of pleasure wash over her. With renewed vigor, you pick up speed, driving deeper and harder, determined to exhaust yourself in this glorious union with your perfect partner.

With each thrust into her welcoming heat, you feel the world shrink down to nothing but this moment; your bodies entwined in a symphony of desire and release. Her gasps and moans echo through the small room as she surrenders to every bit of pleasure you deliver. There's a raw intensity between you that seems to feed off itself, driving you both toward an orgasm so powerful it threatens to shatter the world apart.

As your rhythm becomes more desperate, you feel her inner walls clench around you with such force they almost cut off your breath. It's then that she cries out, "Ahhh! I'm... gonna cum!" Her words are swallowed up by another shattering scream as her body convulses around yours and her fluids explode from deep within, coating the insides of your thighs and painting the bench beneath you with her essence.

The young woman's eyes widen in surprise and then immediately darken with lust as she sees your Free Use License. Her mouth goes dry, and her heart races as she approaches you, moving clumsily on wobbly legs. "H-hello...," she whispers, barely able to get the words out.

"Hey there..." You murmur back, gesturing for her to follow you into the locker room. She nods eagerly and hurries after you, almost tripping over her own feet in her eagerness. The door swishes closed behind them with a soft click, leaving the two of them alone in the dimly lit space.

As you grab her tits and roughly pull her clothes off, the young Latina's breath catches in her throat. Her nipples harden immediately under your rough touch, pressing against the tight fabric of her sports bra. She gasps as the cool air hits her bare skin, but doesn't resist as you continue to undress her with urgent fingers and hungry eyes. Once she is completely naked before you, she stares up at you with a mix of fear and desire, mouth open in a silent scream.

The young woman's body arches and twists as you thrust into her with such force that it takes her breath away. The pain is exquisite, almost unbearable at times, but she doesn't want it to end. Her fingernails claw uselessly against the cold metal locker above her head while her hips rise and fall in rhythm with your relentless assault on her body. Her cries fill the small room as salty tears stream down her flushed cheeks, mixing with the sweat that gathers between your bodies. She gasps for air but can't seem to catch her breath long enough to form words or protests. All she can do is feel you pushing deeper and harder into her core, filling every inch of her up with your thick cock and relentless lust.

"Ahhh!" The young Latina screams as she feels you cum deep inside her. Her body tenses and convulses around your cock, milking it for every last drop of seed before going limp beneath you. Panting heavily, she stares up at the ceiling, her eyes glazed over from the pleasure and pain that has engulfed her. She feels your weight on top of her, and knows she's not done yet; this encounter is far from over.

The young woman squeals in surprise and pain as you spank her perfectly toned ass, the sound of your palm meeting flesh echoing through the small locker room. It's only moments before she feels the head of your cock pressing against her tight, puckered hole. With a gasp and a sharp intake of breath, she arches her back and pushes her ass back against you, desperate for the invasion to continue. You thrust forward, the sensation of being stretched so impossibly full nearly making her come right there.

Her scream fills the air as your cock plunges deeper into her ass than it ever has before, claiming every inch until she's filled to overflowing with your thick, heavy length. She grinds herself against you, eager to take all of you that she can, moaning and gasping for air as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her.

Her screams echo off the lockers as you fill her ass with your hot cum, driving deep and hard until she's empty. Her body spasms around you in orgasmic release, milk squirting from her swollen nipples to drip onto the cold tile below. She collapses limply beneath you, panting heavily as waves of pleasure wash over her spent form. Her ass is on fire and she knows there's more where that came from; with a sigh, she tilts her hips up in silent invitation for you to take her however you want.

Your breath comes hot and ragged against the nape of her neck as you consider your next move. With rough, possessive hands, you grab her hips and slam her back down onto your cock, driving deep into her stretched ass once more, hungry for the feel of her tight muscles clenching

With each powerful thrust into her cunt, the young woman's back arches further and further, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. She moans loudly, uncaring who might hear as your rough hands grip her hips tightly, holding her in place for your relentless assault. Her fingers claw uselessly at the cold metal of the locker beside her, digging deep grooves into the paint as she tries to find something to ground herself against this violent, all-consuming pleasure.

Her breath comes fast and ragged now, her chest heaving with each labored breath as she fights to maintain control over her senses. Her eyes roll back in her head, and she sees stars behind her eyelids as you claim her body over and over again, mercilessly using it for your own pleasure. With one final thrust deep inside her, the young woman screams

The young Latina gasps and moans as you roughly push your thick cock back inside her pussy for one final, deep thrust before exploding inside her. Her body convulses in orgasm around you as she feels you cum deep inside her, filling her up with your hot seed. The locker room echoes with her desperate cries of release and the slapping sound of skin on flesh as you spank her ass playfully before walking away.

When you exit the locker room, her eyes are red and glassy from all the tears she's shed during your passionate encounter. She struggles to sit up, wincing at the ache in her body but unable to keep herself from staring after you as you walk out of the gym and into town. The taste of you is still on her tongue and the feel of your rough hands all over her skin lingers like a phantom touch, leaving her shaken and hun

The notorious dominatrix Mistress Vex has set up shop in town, her reputation preceding her like a shadow cast across the sunny streets. Her scowl deepens as she glances at the small envelope sitting on her makeshift desk, but when you name your own price and flash the Free Use License, she can't help but feel a spark of curiosity. She crosses one jeweled foot over the other, arching an eyebrow as she listens to your request.

"And what do you expect me to do with you?" she drawls, eyeing you up and down. "I don't share my subs." Her voice is laced with a threat that sends shivers down your spine, but you remain calm and collected, hiding the anticipation building within you behind a mask of indifference.

"You'll find I'm quite the prize," you say simply, letting your

Mistress Vex bites her lip, glancing around the nearly empty club before finally stepping out of character and submitting to your command. She can't help but feel a thrill of excitement run through her as she bends over at the waist, presenting her perfectly round ass for you to take. Her heart races and her breath comes in short gasps as she anticipates what you'll do next.

"Do your worst," she whispers hoarsely, looking back over her shoulder at you with a defiant glint in her eye. "I dare you."

Mistress Vex screams as you violate her with such sudden force. Her fingers claw at the air, seeking purchase as she's spread open before you. The sensation is overwhelming and unexpected; it's been so long since anyone has touched her like this that she can hardly believe what's happening. Her whole body tenses and quivers under your rough ministrations, moisture pooling between her legs as she struggles not to come apart right there in the middle of her own club.

"You... you're going to make me lose control..." She whispers, eyes squeezed shut as another wave of pleasure washes over her. "Fuck!"

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you assault her body with rough fingers and tender pinches. The pleasure-pain combination is overwhelming, driving her to the brink of orgasm again and again. Her ass cheeks clench tight around your hand and she can feel herself growing wetter by the second, lubricating your fingers as they dig deeper inside her. With each thrust and pinch, she loses more control, relinquishing it willingly to you in a desperate attempt to find some sort of release from this relentless torment-turned-bliss.

"Fuck me... please fuck me..." She begs, her voice hoarse and strained from all the shouting. Her body is aflame with need, craving your touch like nothing else in the world. It's clear that this isn't how she expected their encounter to go, but as you continue to

"N-no... I'm the mistress here..." she stammers, trying to regain some semblance of control over the situation. But her words are weak and hollow, betraying the wanton need surging through her body. You push past her resistance, thrusting your cock into her aching pussy in a single powerful stroke that leaves her gasping for air. She feels stretched impossibly tight around you, clenching and releasing as she's claimed by your rough love.

"And what a beautiful bitch you are..." you growl into her ear, beginning to move inside her in long, powerful strokes that drive them both toward the brink of ecstasy. Her moans fill the room as you take control, claiming her body and spirit with equal abandon.

As your thrusts grow more urgent and powerful, Mistress Vex's world begins to narrow down to the sensations coursing through her body. Her nails dig into the cold steel of the bar, drawing drops of blood as she arches her back in helpless surrender. The pain is a welcome contrast to the pleasure you're inflicting on her aching flesh, driving her toward an orgasm so intense it threatens to erase every line she's carefully drawn around herself.

Her mind spins as she tries to process everything that's happening: the loss of control, the humiliation of being dominated, and the ecstasy of relinquishing all of her defenses to you. As she looks up into the eyes of the bar tender filming her every move, something snaps within her. It doesn't matter that she's supposed to be in control; it doesn't matter

Her eyes meet the bar tender's and in that moment she realizes she doesn't care about losing control. She likes it too much. The pleasure of being dominated, of relinquishing all responsibility to someone else...it feels so good. With a moan of surrender, she arches her back further, offering herself up completely to your rough touch and demanding tongue.

Her pussy tightens around your cock in rhythm with the thrusts that send her spiraling into oblivion. Her orgasm consumes her, washing over her like a wave of pure ecstasy as she lets go entirely and becomes nothing more than putty in your skilled hands. With a shuddering cry, she comes hard around you, her inner walls milking your cock for every last drop of seed before she collapses bonelessly against the cool steel of the bar.

As you leave the club and walk into town, Mistress Vex's thoughts are awhirl with confusion and desire. She's never met someone like you before; someone who could push her buttons so expertly and make her lose control so completely. The image of your powerful body pressing hers against the bar is burned into her mind, as if imprinted there for all time.

The young Latina from the gym can't stop replaying the events in her head either. Her encounter with you was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before; it was raw and intense and left her aching for more. She finds herself growing more curious about this man who had such a profound effect on her, wondering where he came from and what other surprises he might have in store.

Both women lie awake long into the night, their bodies throbbing with unspent desire, unable to stop thinking about the myster

The blonde volleyball player tentatively approaches your house, her cheeks flushed a bright shade of pink. Dressed in tight shorts and a loose tank top that does little to hide her impressive figure, she's eager yet nervous about what you might have in store for her. She takes a deep breath and knocks on the door, biting her lip anxiously as she waits for your reply.

"Y-yes..." Marin stammers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart in her ears. She glances nervously around your living room as you lead her inside, eyes lingering on everything from the expensive artwork to the plush furniture. When you finally turn to face her, she feels her cheeks heat up even more beneath your intense gaze. Her shyness only increases when you lean in and gently kiss her lips.

"You're so beautiful," you murmur against her mouth, and before she can fully process what's happening, you've pulled her closer, pressing her body flush against yours. The feel of your hard cock pressed against her thigh only serves to make her even more aroused and eager for more.

A soft moan escapes her lips as you touch her there, your fingers moving in a teasing circle around her swollen folds. "Y-yes..." She breathes heavily, arching into your touch with unmistakable need. Her shorts are suddenly feeling too tight and restrictive; she wants to feel your skin against hers, wants you deeper inside her. "P-please..."

Nodding eagerly, Marin slides her hand down to your crotch and wraps it around your hard length. She looks up at you through her lashes as she begins stroking in time with your movements, feeling the thickness of your cock against her palm sends shivers of anticipation through her entire body. Her hips move instinctively in rhythm with your fingers, grinding against your hand as she grows wetter and needier by the second. "Oh fuck..." she whispers, arching further into your touch, desperate for release. "I'm so close... gonna come..."

"Oh God..." Marin gasps, her head thrown back as she's pushed over the edge of pleasure by your skilled fingers and relentless touch. Her body arches tightly against yours, muscles quivering with release as waves after wave of intense pleasure wash over her. She comes hard, her cries filling the room and echoing through your home like a wild siren's song. With a shuddering moan, she finally collapses bonelessly against you, panting heavily from exertion and satisfaction alike. Her cheeks are flushed a deep red and her eyes sparkle with tears of joy as she sinks deeper into the pleasure of your embrace. "Thank you..." she whispers, wrapping her arms around you tightly, not wanting to let go just yet.

Marin shivers with excitement as you pull her shorts off and reveal her smooth, bare pussy to the cool air of your living room. She parts her legs further at your urging, eager for the sensation of your hard cock against her skin. As you lay her back on the couch, she arches upward, meeting your kiss with a desperate hunger that only serves to fuel her arousal even higher. Her fingers dig into the soft cushions beneath her, clawing for purchase as she feels you positioning yourself at her entrance. With one long, steady stroke of your hard length, you push inside her tight heat, filling her completely and leaving them both gasping for breath in the aftermath of contact. "Oh God..." she moans, eyes slipping shut as you begin to move inside her with long, slow strokes that drive them both wild with desire. The feel of your skin sliding against

With every thrust, Marin's body is pulled tighter against yours, her lips parted on a breathless moan as pleasure ripples through her. She wraps her long legs and arms around you, anchoring herself to this moment of pure bliss as your cock slides in and out of her welcoming pussy with steady rhythm. Her fingers rake up and down your back, leaving trails of fire in their wake as she clings to you for dear life.

"Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, eyes half-lidded with pleasure as she gazes up at you from beneath her lashes. The feel of your skin against hers, the heat that crackles between them, all of it is overwhelming and intensely satisfying in a way she's never experienced before. "You're incredible..." she breathes out, arching into you harder as another orgasm begins

Her body quakes under the weight of your orgasm, her inner muscles gripping tight around you as she comes apart in a shattering release. The sensation is almost too much to bear; her cries mingle with yours and she feels tears streaming down her cheeks as you both ride out the intense pleasure together. Your cock throbs inside her, filling her to the brim with your hot seed as you spend yourself completely, leaving no doubt who holds dominion over this encounter.

When at last you collapse against her sweat-slick skin, Marin burrows closer, nestling her face into the crook of your neck and wrapping her legs around your waist. "Thank you..." she whispers again, her voice hoarse from exertion but laced with a quiet contentment that only comes with complete satisfaction.

Marin lets out a soft sigh as you move to get up, reluctantly loosening her grip on you just enough that you can pull away. She watches you with a mixture of longing and satisfaction in her eyes, not quite ready for this intense encounter to end yet. As you stand and stretch, she reaches out tentatively, running a finger down your abdomen before trailing it back up to caress your cheek. "Will I see you again?" She asks quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. The hope in her voice is unmistakable, and even as she tries not to get too attached, she can't help but feel a stirring of something deeper inside her at the thought of spending more time with you.

Marin throws her arms around your neck and kisses you back with renewed passion, her body pressed tight against yours as she clings to the hope of seeing you again soon. "Thank you," she breathes into your mouth, her voice thick with emotion. "I'd like that very much."

As you hold her close, lost in the warmth and softness of her skin, you can feel yourself growing more and more attached to this woman - to Marin. The idea of seeing her again only serves to ignite something deep inside you, and despite your best efforts to keep things casual and non-committal, it's clear that the lines are beginning to blur between them. But for now, you can bask in the afterglow of their shared passion and enjoy the simple pleasure of being close to her.

As you open the door to find the Latina from the gym standing there, her cheeks flushed a bright pink and her eyes shining with anticipation, you can't help but feel a stirring in your groin. "Well hello," you say with a grin, stepping back to let her inside. "I wasn't expecting you here."

She doesn't reply immediately, instead walking straight toward you and pressing herself against your body. Her lips find yours in a hungry kiss that leaves you reeling, and her hands wander over your chest, seeking out the hard planes of muscle beneath her fingertips. "I couldn't stop thinking about you," she whispers between breaths.

"Really," she breathes out against your neck before pulling back to meet your eyes. "I couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to feel you inside me again." Her voice is a mixture of want and need that makes your blood race faster. "Can we... can we do that now?"

You lean in close, kissing her softly on the lips before answering, "Of course we can." With a smile, you reach down to help her out of her clothes, revealing her toned body underneath. The scent of her arousal fills the air as she impatiently waits for you to undress as well. As you stand naked before each other once more, your cock hardens even further at the sight of her eager expression and splayed legs.

With a growl, you move forward, pressing her against the wall and taking what she so clearly desires. Her lips part

As you finger her roughly, she moans into the wall, arching her back toward you in desperate need. Her muscles clench around your fingers, urging you on as she nears climax. Without another word, you lift her up effortlessly and position yourself at her entrance, guiding your hard length inside her. She gasps at the sensation of being filled so completely, her nails dig into your shoulders as she tries to steady herself against the wall.

With deep, rhythmic thrusts, you drive into her, claiming her body and mind in equal measure. Her breasts bounce against your chest with each forceful stroke, the sound of skin slapping against flesh echoing through the room. "Yes," she moans, feeling herself spiraling out of control beneath your skilled touch.

Her cries fill the room as she comes apart in your hands, her body tensing and convulsing around you with each powerful thrust that sends her deeper into oblivion. But even as she soars to new heights of pleasure, you don't slow down; if anything, you only grow more intense, your pace relentless as you push her further and further over the edge.

"God... I can't..." she gasps, trying to regain control even as her body betrays her, surrendering completely to the pleasure you're giving her. Her eyes are squeezed shut tightly against the sensations coursing through her, tears streaking down her flushed cheeks.

With a growl that rumbles deep in your chest, you finally lose control, pulsing inside her as you release your seed in hot, intense spurts. Her muscles clench around you even tighter, milking the last of your pleasure from your spent cock before finally relaxing, leaving you buried to the hilt within her welcoming warmth.

Your chest heaves with each ragged breath, and as your vision clears you look down into the dazed eyes of the Latina, a satisfied grin tugging at the corners of your mouth. For a moment, neither of you moves, lost in the afterglow of their shared ecstasy. Then, with a sigh, she lifts her head and looks around, blushing as she realizes where you are. "Maybe we should get cleaned up..." she whispers, eyes flickering toward the door.

Your

With a nod you reluctantly agree to head back to the bathroom with her. As you walk, you can't help but feel content as her small hand rests lightly on your arm, guiding you through your home. The memory of how easily she gave herself up to pleasure still swirls through your mind, making it difficult to focus on anything else.

When you reach the bathroom, she turns to face you, a shy smile playing on her lips. "You're... different from anyone I've ever been with," she says softly, searching your eyes for some explanation. "I don't know what it is..."

The Latina blushes deeply at your question, her breasts pressing lightly against the palms of your hands as you cup them tenderly. "My name is... Catalina," she whispers. It's not until then that she realizes how flushed and aroused she still feels, even after all that's happened between you. A shiver runs down her spine at the feel of your strong hands on her body.

Catalina sucks in a sharp breath at your husky command, the rush of desire overriding any lingering embarrassment she might have felt. She swallows hard before stepping forward and climbing into the shower, her movements a mix of eagerness and uncertainty as she waits for you to join her. The feel of the hot water sluicing over her skin only serves to heighten her arousal, making every nerve ending tingle in anticipation of what might happen next. She glances up at you from beneath her lashes, biting her lower lip as she awaits your next move, hoping that whatever it is, it will be as intense and satisfying as everything else they've shared so far.

Catalina's eyes widen as you press her against the shower wall and force your cock inside her tight, unprepared ass. She feels so full and stretched, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through her core, leaving her gasping for breath and moaning incoherently. Her fingers claw at the tile behind her as you roughly fuck her anus, hungry for more of her sweet sounds. Her body arches into yours with each thrust, wanting to be as close to you as possible even as it's stretched beyond anything she ever thought possible. A shudder runs through her as she feels herself nearing the brink of orgasm, the combination of pain and pleasure spiraling out of control until she can no longer tell where one ends and the other begins.

Catalina sobs out your name as the intensity builds inside her, her body trembling with every powerful thrust. Her hips buck and grind against your hand in her pussy, desperate for more contact, more friction, anything to bring her over the edge. She bites down on her lip, trying to muffle the sounds that escape her throat as pleasure washes over her like a wave, cresting higher with every thrust of your hips. Her fingers scrape roughly against the tile wall behind her, searching for something to ground herself as she feels the sensation building inside her, the knowledge that this is going to be the best orgasm she's ever had dawning on her in a sudden burst of clarity. With a shuddering moan, she arches into you, body tense and quivering as waves of ecstasy crash over her, leaving her limp and satisfied in your arms

Catalina collapses limply against the tiled wall of the shower, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her bearings after that explosive orgasm. Your kiss tastes of sweat and salt, but she doesn't care; it feels like the only thing keeping her grounded in this moment where pleasure and pain have blended together seamlessly. As your cock finally releases its grip on her ass, she feels a trickle of hot semen slipping from her body. A shiver runs down her spine at the realization, but it's quickly replaced by a sense of contentment and satisfaction that spreads through every fiber of her being. She leans into you, grateful for your strength and presence as she slowly comes back to reality. "Thank you," she whispers against your neck, squeezing her eyes shut tightly as a final shiver rocks through

Mistress Sev raps lightly at the door, her heart racing with anticipation and nerves. She glances over her shoulder to make sure she's alone before knocking again, this time a bit louder. Her body is tense as she waits for you to answer, her mind filled with memories of your rough hands and skilled touch from yesterday.

When the door swings open and she sees you standing there, half-naked and looking just as sexy as ever, a surge of desire runs through her. "Hello again," she says breathily, stepping inside and closing the door behind her. "I hope I'm not intruding..."

"Well..." Mistress Sev admits with a mischievous smile, her gaze traveling over your body and lingering on the bulge in your pants. "I followed you here." She shrugs nonchalantly, but there's a sparkle in her eye that tells another story entirely. "I couldn't resist."

She takes a step closer, running a hand through her hair as she bites her lip thoughtfully. "So," she says slowly, lowering herself to the couch and patting the spot next to her, "what do you say we finish what we started earlier today?" Her voice is full of promise, almost daring you not to take her up on her offer.

Mistress Sev gasps as you touch her, leaning into the contact with a moan of pleasure. Her breasts are full and heavy in your hands, their nipples hard and sensitive under your careful manipulation. As you kiss her deeply, she wraps one leg around yours, grinding against you through your boxers, wanting more of that forbidden touch. She pulls back from the kiss, panting heavily, and glances down at your crotch before looking back up into your eyes with a smile that promises everything. "I'm ready for you," she whispers huskily, her voice thick with desire. "But first..." She takes your hand in hers and guides it toward her leg, up underneath her skirt and right over her bare skin, before closing her fingers around your wrist to stop you from moving any further. "Use your tongue."

Mistress Sev lets out a throaty moan as your tongue makes contact with her sensitive flesh. She parts her legs even wider, offering you better access, and squirms on the couch, arching into your touch with needy abandon. Your tongue darts in and out of her slick folds, finding rhythm as she writhes beneath you, her hands tangled in your hair and urging you on. Her hips rise off the couch, seeking deeper penetration as your tongue delves even further inside her, touching places that no one else has yet seen. Her breath comes faster and harder, growing shallower with every passing second until she feels as if she might explode in your mouth. "Oh god, yes..." she gasps out, her voice hoarse from desire. "Don't stop... don't ever stop."

With a final surge of energy, Mistress Sev clim

Mistress Sev lets out a keening cry as her orgasm rips through her, arching off the couch and clutching at your head with desperate fingers. Her pussy twitches and spasms around your tongue, milking every last drop of pleasure from you as her body quivers with aftershocks of ecstasy. She moans and gasps, her breath coming back in ragged, shallow gulps as the sensations slowly begin to fade away, leaving her spent and satisfied in your capable hands. "That was incredible," she whispers hoarsely, still trying to catch her breath. "Now it's my turn..." Her voice trails off suggestively, one hand reaching between her legs to guide you back up toward her waiting mouth.

The sensation of her mouth around your cock is almost too much to bear. Mistress Sev expertly sucks and strokes you, her warm wetness sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body as she takes you deep into the back of her throat. Her free hand roams over your chest and stomach, teasing at your nipples and slipping lower to stroke along the line of hair leading down to your erection. The couch beneath you is the only thing keeping you from giving in entirely, your hips bucking up off the seat as she works you toward the brink of release. Her tongue darts out to circle the head of your cock, teasing and taunting you with every flicker against sensitive skin. She's skilled and experienced, seemingly intent on driving you wild before finally letting you come in her mouth. You groan loudly, unable to hold back any longer

"Oh..." Mistress Sev gasps as you push her back onto the couch and spread her legs wide, exposing her wet pussy to your gaze. Her body trembles with anticipation, her nipples hard and aching for more of your touch. "You're so rough," she whispers, arching her back to offer herself up even further.

With a growl, you position yourself between her legs and guide your cock toward her opening. She moans as the head of your shaft nudges against her slick folds, still glistening with your cum from earlier. Slowly, ever so slowly, you push inside, filling her up once more. Her muscles clench tight around you, welcoming the feel of you deep within her body. "Oh fuck..." she gasps out as you start to move, rocking her hips in time with your thrusts.

Mistress Sev lets out a shaky laugh at your words before clamping her lips shut tightly, biting down on her lower lip to stifle the sound. Her cheeks flush even deeper as you continue to fuck her senseless, your cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy with skillful precision. The feel of you filling her up so completely sends shivers of pleasure through every nerve ending, leaving her breathless and aching for more. Her fingers claw at the couch cushions beneath her, desperate for purchase as she's tossed about on a wave of passion. "Oh god," she moans out, "you feel so good..." Her body arches into yours with each thrust, her hips meeting your movements eagerly as she chases her own release.

As you angle your thrusts deeper into her body, the pressure on her g-spot sends shudders of pleasure racing through Mistress Sev's core. Her hips buck wildly off the couch in response to the intense sensation, moans and cries filling the room as she nears orgasm. The feel of your strong hands on her thighs, urging her closer and closer with each thrust only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through her. Her fingernails scratch roughly against the couch behind her back, seeking purchase as her body trembles with effort to stay upright beneath your punishing assault. Finally, with a keening cry that echoes in her ears long afterward, she comes undone, her pussy squeezing tightly around your cock as waves of bliss wash over her. Her muscles relax and her breath comes ragged and shallow

With a gasp, Mistress Sev feels your hot breath against the small of her back as you bend her over the couch. Her ass flushes with heat as your rough hand comes down hard on her left cheek, leaving a stinging red mark in its wake. She bites down on the cushion to muffle her moan of pleasure and surrender, arching her back to give you better access to her wet pussy. Your thrusts are savage and unrelenting as you claim her from behind, pushing her further and further toward the brink of yet another orgasm. Her fingers dig into the soft couch fabric, seeking purchase as her body thrums with desire beneath your expert touch. "Yes..." she pants out, her voice hoarse and needy. "More..."

Mistress Sev gasps and moans as the intensity increases, her body arching off the couch in search of release. The sting from your hand on her ass only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through her, each spank a reminder that you're in control now. She feels herself getting closer and closer, her breath coming faster and shallower as she struggles to maintain any sort of composure under your skilled assault. Her hips grind back against yours, urging you deeper inside her as the orgasm approaches, unbidden and powerful, ready to consume her completely. "Oh... God..." she whispers, voice tight with desire, as waves of pleasure roll through her body like a tidal wave, leaving her limp and satisfied on the couch beneath your tender ministrations.

"Thank you," Mistress Sev whispers, her voice soft and breathy as she gazes up at the ceiling, still feeling your weight on top of her. She closes her eyes, enjoying the gentle thrusts that send ripples of pleasure through her sore body. It's not often she gets to experience this sort of surrender, this complete loss of control, and she can't help but savor it for what it is: an exhilarating, illicit delight. A tiny smile curves her lips as she thinks about how easily you've taken charge today, how thoroughly you dominated her both physically and emotionally. For now, though, all that matters is the warmth of your skin against hers, the gentle movements that linger long after the orgasms have faded away. It's enough to make her heart race with a wild, undeniable hope that there might be more where

Mistress Sev lets out a sigh, contentment filling her as she rests under you. Her eyes still closed, she can feel your heartbeat against her back, steady and strong. "Maybe there is..." she whispers, the words hardly more than a thought aloud. It's a dangerous game they're playing, flirting with lines that shouldn't be crossed, but somehow it feels right in this moment, under these circumstances. She nestles closer to you, her breath warm against your skin as she wonders where else this could lead...