Dallas silently left her and then silently released her hand.
Averi thought this matter would end here.
She wanted to ask him, 'Have you had enough fun?' As she spoke, she swallowed back.
The red mark on her wrist told her that it's best not to provoke him now.
However, her judgment of the situation not only failed to calm Dallas, but also caused him to start the fire that was about to be suppressed again.
She has never been capricious, every provocation and anger is because she knows very well who can provoke and when.
Averi realized something was wrong when she got off the car with him in Dallas.
She pursed her lips and stood still watching him.
Seeing her not moving, Dallas approached and stared at her, asking, "What's wrong? Didn't you say I was free to play?"
His gaze made Averi feel unfamiliar.
Noticing her hesitation, he stepped closer, his chest brushing against hers as he whispered, "Averi, I'm not done with you yet."
After finishing speaking, I will kiss her.
Averi dodged sideways, his gaze drifting towards the corner of the ceiling, and reminded with a breath, "There's a camera here."
However, Dallas turned a deaf ear, pinched her chin, and recklessly blocked her.
Averi was a little panicked and pushed his shoulder.
But the more she did this, the harder he kissed, his palm pressed against her waist, as if he was about to lift up his skirt and reach in the next second.
"Dallas! "She struggled to break free from his lips and tongue, shouting in panic.
Dallas didn't kiss again, but his hands still held her tightly and couldn't move. The rough thumb rubbed her lips, making the remaining lipstick even more mottled.
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of being caught on camera and posted online, or are you afraid of being seen with me?"
He was unusually aggressive.
Averi stared into his eyes, relaxed his body, and made an unguarded posture, "Don't be here, okay? I don't want anyone to fly at me, nor do I want someone to shoot me in the face through the screen."
After a few seconds of stalemate, Dallas let go.
In just one sentence, he immediately depicted a scene that he couldn't bear: a strange man vigorously rubbed his penis against her body on the screen, and then ejaculated a foul smelling semen, with a few drops splashing onto the screen, which happened to be her face.
He thought sarcastically, 'She's really good at knowing when to say what's most effective, and she doesn't even forget to perfectly avoid his questions.'.
Averi knew she couldn't hide, so when Dallas pressed her against their wooden door, she didn't resist at all.
Dallas went straight to the point, his fingers touching the soft and rotten vagina, and rubbing it with the still wet lustful water. Noticing his arrival, the orifice wriggled a few times before spitting out a stream of water, as if inviting his fingers in.
Now at home, Averi is even more relaxed and let out a big moan.
She grabbed his meat stick with her backhand, making one hand sticky and not too dirty. Her fingers tightened and gripped the thick shaft tightly, and her palm rubbed against the glans, giving him the greatest stimulation when she came up.
Dallas clenched his jaw, pushing her hand away before sliding two fingers inside her, moving with deliberate intensity. Holding her body firmly, he leaned in and whispered, "Tonight, it's my turn to take control."
"Mmm, mmm... "Averi sobbed and began to endure as much as she could. A seductive and painful voice flowed out of her throat," Okay, let me play with you..."
Fingers puckered and puckered into her watery and tender little hole to vent her anger. Averi struggled to contract her body, but behind her was the door, ahead was him, and she couldn't go anywhere.
Inserted to the deepest point, Dallas curled his knuckles and mercilessly stretched her open, his nails cruelly scraped and gouged out in the delicate passage.
"Ah..."
Averi furrowed her brow, her knee sockets softened, and her body couldn't stop sliding downwards, unable to hold onto his hand anymore.
Dallas easily picked up her muddy body, walked straight back to the bedroom, and threw the person onto the bed. Her soft breasts bounced up and down, and before anything happened, her nipples were already erect.
Averi bounced lightly on the bed, as if waking from a dream, and propped herself up, her gaze shifting to the man sitting by the bedside.
He stood by the bed staring at her, dressed in all his clothes and pants, except for a zipper between his hips that was wide open, revealing his ferocious upturned penis.
He asked, "Where are the handcuffs."
That pink, furry thing she used to handcuff him.
Realizing what he was going to do, Averi swallowed her saliva, hesitated for a moment, and continued, "The rightmost drawer of the wardrobe, the third compartment."
There are not only handcuffs in the drawer, but also the whip and eye mask she used on him. In addition, there are some things she hasn't used on him, such as egg vibrator and anal plugs.
She has never used many things, including those included in the set.
After realizing she wasn't into SM, she put those items away in storage, only occasionally taking out the bullet vibrator for use.
She naturally chooses the best quality to buy, with delicate leather and warm metal. Apart from having no body temperature, it feels no different from her skin when touched.
A drawer full of red, purple, pink, black, who has she used all these things with?
He's still too polite to her, just playing around, isn't he?
Dallas's breathing became labored, and his eyes were filled with darkness.
He grabbed it haphazardly and threw it onto the bed. The round little egg vibrator rolled the farthest and rolled all the way to Averi's lap
Averi couldn't see his expression clearly and saw him standing there motionless. The next second, he had already deceived himself and pressed over, handcuffing her hand.
Feathers gently grazed the red marks on the wrist, causing Averi to shiver with itching.
"Get down."
Averi did as she was told.
"Lift your butt up."
She followed suit, but he was still dissatisfied and continued to give orders by rubbing her buttocks: "Raise it."
This posture is a bit shameful. Averi has never done it before. In a moment of hesitation, Dallas had already wrapped his hands around her waist and exerted force to lift her up.
Her waist fell low and collapsed, her knees supporting the bed, her buttocks lifted high and high, and her swollen hole was exposed to the air without reservation.
Her buttocks were already full, and this posture was even more rounded, like a cracked peach, revealing the ulcerated crevice.
Even though he couldn't see it, Averi could feel his gaze lingering there, silently caressing the scout.
Dallas extended a finger and slid slowly along the flesh seam, savoring her trembling.
Did she feel the same way when she played with him.
The pressure in his abdomen was almost unbearable, as if it were about to burst, and the veins at his temples throbbed painfully.
Dallas grabbed her flesh buttocks with both hands, pried them aside, twisted the water soaked hole, and then turned on the egg vibrator, aiming it at the swollen clitoris he had pinched.
"Ah ah! "Averi let out a loud moan and immediately reached orgasm.
The opening of the hole contracted with wheezing, spraying out a large stream of lustful fluid.
Dallas happened to insert at this moment, forcefully splitting open the spasming passage with his glans, and his hard abdomen slammed heavily into Averi's buttocks, splashing lustful fluids everywhere.
During the climax, the tender flesh bit into the horse's eyes and sucked wildly, causing Dallas to grit his teeth and tremble with itching.
Jumping Egg was still vibrating on her clitoris, and Averi's bones were numb, unable to withstand so much pleasure. Her mournful moans dodged, as if she were shaking her butt and waiting for him to fuck her in Dallas' eyes.
