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‘Take Joanna to my room, Ivanova – I will probably join you later.’ Ivanova stood and offered me her hand. I took it and stood and followed her as she led the way through a large pair of oak doors to a subtly lit corridor. The carpet was thick and I followed Ivanova’s delicious body, her hips swaying beneath the red silk. About half way along the corridor she opened a black, leather covered door and led me into a large room furnished with sumptuous carpet, large deep chairs and a sideboard which held drinks bottles and glasses. Ivanova turned and opened her robe. Her gorgeous body still showed the marks of her lashing and she stroked the marks, her eyes sparkling. She opened a drawer in the sideboard and took out a strapon which she proceeded to buckle around her hips. ‘Take a seat, Joanna and let me bring you a drink.’ I sank into one of the deep chairs and watched as she poured the champagne into two flutes and brought them across, handing one to me. ‘To pleasure.’ She raised her glass and I responded, touching mine to hers. ‘Mira may or may not join us. She is very, ‘ here she hesitated for a moment, Kartal Escort ‘how do you say in English? She is very near to the lady who owns this house.’ ‘I think you mean “close.”’ ‘Yes, close is what I mean. She likes you very much.’ ‘I like her too.’ Ivanova smiled. ‘Yes, of course you do.’ ‘Why do you allow people to hurt you, Ivanova?’ ‘Because I love it; no, I need it and crave it. I am not alone in that, you know.’ She sipped more wine then placed her glass on a low table and stood, slipped her robe off completely and moved close to me. She stroked the dildo poking from her groin. I watched, spellbound as she seemed almost to find genuine pleasure in the mock masturbation. I sipped champagne as she stroked the phallus and she closed her eyes and swayed sinuously. I could not help but be aroused. It seemed that the entire evening was one of hedonistic pleasure. Her eyes opened and she reached her hand out to me and I stood and took that hand in mine. She pulled me close to her and, still stroking her cock, kissed my mouth, hard. ‘Mira will want you to be happy.’ As Kartal Escort Bayan she said these words slowly her hand moved from her cock and began inch by inch to pull my dress up until she could reach between my legs to stroke my naked pussy. She backed towards a wall and pulled me with her then leant against that wall and guided me until her strapon was touching between my lips. She moved her hands to my backside and began to push gently into me until the dildo entered me, opened me and pushed deep inside me, curling up to caress my canal. Her mouth found mine again and now, mouths locked and hips rocking we made gentle love, standing, my dress up, she naked. I caressed her beautiful breasts and stroked her flanks. It was slow and intoxicating. I did not hear the door open but I saw Ivanova look at something behind me and turned to see Mira with the red headed owner of the club. They stood, watching us, hand in hand. I moved to disengage from Ivanova but she held me fast. Looking over my shoulder I watched as Mira and the redhead came close and felt the back of Escort Kartal my dress being lifted, not knowing by whom. The redhead smiled as she saw the jewel between the cheeks of my arse. Mira spoke. “Did I not tell you, Elena, how beautiful she is?’ A hand caressed my arse and then pulled at the plug which slithered easily from my well-lubricated hole. Ivanova turned my face to hers and kissed me harder and began thrusting into me, increasing the pace of each thrust. I bucked against her and suddenly felt the tip of something slippery but hard at my arse. I could not turn, Ivanova held my face tight as the dildo pressed against my rear entrance and slowly but inexorably entered me. I was full, two dildos working into me in time together. Hands on my shoulders and at my face held me there, my dress up, my breasts still covered by the silk of it but hard against Ivanova’s naked body. I was close to orgasm. I had never felt such arousal. Such abandon. I saw, out of the corner of my eye, Mira leaning against the wall beside Ivanova and realised in my aroused state that it was Elena who was thrusting into me from behind. Mira reached out and touched my face and it was that touch which sent me over the edge into the scream of a climax that seemed to explode in one huge eruption. The two women held me sandwiched between them. Their thrustings slowed and stopped and gradually each eased her cock from me.

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