hugs

i didn't even feel that she had led me to my bed when i regained consciousness, but it was her kisses that woke me up, her hips called my pelvis giving me an unprecedented sexual energy

• recovery my dear? she said, the day was trying it seems.
• please stay with me tonight

she smiled at me tenderly

• okay especially since tomorrow will be rough for you, and i want it to remain for you despite everything as a unique memory.

she went down to my intimacy and began to honor my clitoris in a divine way how did she manage to awaken my desire like that it's as if she knew my body better than me.

without ever penetrating me with caresses, kisses and others she made me build up pressure, it was inevitable with always a knowing smile that seemed to say "I hold my beauty you between my claws, you belong to me, you will never escape" and in me nothing could have wanted to push me to escape on the contrary I wanted to be hers, to belong to Cain, to be Naomie's toy.

mercilessly she brought me little by little to an orgasm that was going to be devastating, I could no longer breathe, I finally understood the term little dead.

I screamed like a madwoman,

• Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssss kill me, take me

my body froze, victim of uncontrollable tremors, I was the toy of my body and of Salome's merciless way of pushing me to lose control of the primitive beast in me.