[Couple] Toyboy, the living dildo

I no longer care about the thought of feeling the erect chibre of my Darling in the depths of my intimacy. Never mind ! I intend to take full advantage of this by making MrSirban my ToyBoy of the day. He will be at my sexual disposal to satisfy me, his pleasure passing in the background. It'#8217 s my fortnight Domina, I #8217 to #8217 a sex party in the garden.

Full of delicacies and desires for my Loved One, I get caught up in the game and can't resist the #8217's urge to kneel #8217 in order to suck it. I devour it from the acorn to the guard, #8217 don't lose an inch, chaining fellatio and deep throat until I #8217 it #8217 it hard enough to penetrate me easily. It really doesn't take long ! MrSirban is as excited as I am by the scenario : it will be my ToyBoy, my living dildo, my dildo of flesh and blood.

It's about fifteen degrees. With excitement, that should be enough to warm us up ! The first few minutes are invigorating, then the frictions of our skins create the intimate fire that warm our bodies and we quickly forget that the temperature stays cool. We are as hot as embers ! I ask MrSirban to fuck me standing against the garden table.

It must adapt the pace of penetrations according to my desires : go faster, slower, Louder, deeper, let me handle the back and forth by leaving his tail upright at my disposal. My voice is his sexual dimmer and he responds immediately. MrSirban is the best Sextoys human beings who may exist.

Well arched in support against the table, the sex of my Man goes back and forth in my intimacy according to the orders given. It's ex-ta-tick ! I feel that #8217 with every request made, my man rises in excitement. I caress her perineum with nylon stockings, smooth, while I feel her sex harden even further by touching my sheathed foot. MrSirban lets a pump fall.

Shoe lies on the ground while my man listens to every query and executes : “Kiss me more slowly !” ; “Accelerates” ; “Stop !” ; “Take over faster”. This role-playing game delights us and we are in perfect osmosis. Our bodies, our hearts #8217 pack in a common pleasure. Our thoughts are #8217 ; our bodies move in unison #8217.

I #8217't want to go to the table and ask MrSirban to take me face-to-face with his thighs wide open in front of the neighbors' house.. Everything #8217 excites : My darling, the fact that it serves me as a Toyboy, be in the garden with screws… I get back on my way and hoist myself, my Man #8217 more than #8217 to execute every request.

At the base, the idea #8217 seemed good to me but in fact, the table scratches my flesh every round trip. I'#8217 ll keep scratches for a few days #8217 elsewhere. I feel that for MrSirban, it'#8217 not nice any more. At each penetration, the table moves and destabilizes it. Note for later : kiss on the table, it #8217 is a delight but only if you stay upright or you have to polish it before you go back to the #8217 action ! He has orders to withdraw and #8217 ejaculate on my chest. I don't stop it, but #8217 he fails to enjoy, it will be #8217 ban for the next five days.

MrSirban is not praying and #8217 offers a nice squirt of hot cum on the chest. He ejaculates in a rasp of pleasure, that the neighborhood must have appreciated. He told me #8217 after the fact that he had #8217 had trouble restraining himself from not enjoying before. He #8217 helped by the discomfort #8217 the last position to continue to satisfy me while containing himself. For my part, I've enjoyed it several times, I didn't #8217 need to hold me back from anything.

This little game got us both terribly excited. My Man loved being “at my disposal” to satisfy my sexual requirements. He #8217 is ready to play and is shown #8217 as responsive as #8217 obedient. This was the theme of the weekend of #8217 elsewhere as the living dildo scenario, of toyboy, we liked it. None of us lacks #8217 naughty imagination and after almost eighteen years of mad love #8217, there is still no shortage of ideas #8217.