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His Hogtied Christmas Present
"Looks like Santa brought me the gift I wanted. I hope he fucked you hard and good before he hung you up."
Kissing my ball gag and lips as he gently spins me around in a circle.
I let out a muffled moan as the floor kept spinning.
I try to wiggle my hands and feet to lessen the rubbing of the rope, but it doesn’t do much.
I am hogtied to the ceiling with a Christmas bow on top of my head, my tits and pussy.
Christmas lights are dangling loosely around my body, lit up.
He runs his fingers across my pussy and down my southern lips.
"You’re fucking soaked."
He trails my body with his fingers up to my tits.
"Mmmm…" I wiggle.
He takes one of the bows off and starts to suck my nipple.
His two fingers slide in to my pussy, rubbing my clit.
"You like that, baby?" He whispers.
"Mm…"
He gives me a little push and I start to swing back and forth.
When I come to a stop, he grabs the vibrator once again and pushes just the tip of it directly on my clit and tapes it there so it doesn’t move.
"Mmm…mmmm…mmm!" I try to moan.
He puts it on the highest power.
"MMMM!!!! MMMM!! MM!! "
"I’ll be back in a little bit. Don’t go anywhere. I can’t wait to open your legs and stick my cock in your pussy."
He kisses my forehead, gives me a bigger push as I start to swing, turns on the Christmas tree lights and leaves, shutting the door.
"MMMMMM!!!! MM!!" I start to cum…I cum, over and over again as the vibrator keeps going.
Kissing my ball gag and lips as he gently spins me around in a circle.
I let out a muffled moan as the floor kept spinning.
I try to wiggle my hands and feet to lessen the rubbing of the rope, but it doesn’t do much.
I am hogtied to the ceiling with a Christmas bow on top of my head, my tits and pussy.
Christmas lights are dangling loosely around my body, lit up.
He runs his fingers across my pussy and down my southern lips.
"You’re fucking soaked."
He trails my body with his fingers up to my tits.
"Mmmm…" I wiggle.
He takes one of the bows off and starts to suck my nipple.
His two fingers slide in to my pussy, rubbing my clit.
"You like that, baby?" He whispers.
"Mm…"
He gives me a little push and I start to swing back and forth.
When I come to a stop, he grabs the vibrator once again and pushes just the tip of it directly on my clit and tapes it there so it doesn’t move.
"Mmm…mmmm…mmm!" I try to moan.
He puts it on the highest power.
"MMMM!!!! MMMM!! MM!! "
"I’ll be back in a little bit. Don’t go anywhere. I can’t wait to open your legs and stick my cock in your pussy."
He kisses my forehead, gives me a bigger push as I start to swing, turns on the Christmas tree lights and leaves, shutting the door.
"MMMMMM!!!! MM!!" I start to cum…I cum, over and over again as the vibrator keeps going.
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