A Figging Fantasy
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With a firm shove she lands ass-up on the edge of the bed. I pull her pants down revealing white cotton panties, and a beautiful ass. I pull down the panties and realize she did not wear the butt plug to our meeting. Infuriated? Nope. I smile.
I reach over to the table and grab my knife and the ginger finger that I bought the night before and slice off a piece and crush it beneath her nose. She emits a whimper knowing that I plan to make her pretty pink rosebud burn like a campfire.
I carve the finger into a plug shape with a nice base and shove it in. She yelps and whines. Ahhh music…
Now I am fully hard. My throbbing cock finds its home in her wet, quivering pussy while I hold the root firmly in its new home, and vigorously fuck my little painlover. Sounds of pain and pleasure blend to a crecendo of orgasmic delight… mmmm… Hunan subby. Smells like sex and ginger. I contintue to pound her honey hole; her ass has accepted the burning root and I no longer need to hold it. I realease my hot cum as her pussy convulses and grips my cock like a meat-vise…