EATINGALLSHITFROMGODDESSES - Saida and Anita - strapon fucking and diarrhea

After another incredible night with Mistress Saida, it was time for me to endure the punishment I so rightfully deserved. The night before, she had fucked me mercilessly with her strap-on, leaving me sore and aching for more. In a twist of fate or perhaps divine intervention, I found myself once again lying helpless in my bed, pondering the possibility of another round of anal devastation when she appeared before me.

As if stepping out of a Hollywood blockbuster, Mistress Saida - dressed as Catwoman, her suit fitting snugly against her curves - materialized in my room. The sight of her caused my cock to twitch involuntarily, a mixture of fear and anticipation coursing through my veins. Without a word, she reached down and plucked my member from its hiding place, her gloved fingers wrapped tightly around it.

With a smirk, she placed herself directly above me, her shaved pussy teasingly close to my face. "What do you want, slave?" she growled, her voice low and seductive. Her ass cheeks were exposed for all to see, perfectly round and inviting.

Without hesitation, I replied, "I want you to fuck me with that huge dildo you keep hidden away." Her eyes widened in surprise before narrowing in approval. "Very well," she purred, reaching behind her back to produce the black leather harness she had worn the night before. With deft fingers, she unbuckled it and then turned around, presenting me with the sight of her luscious ass bared for my pleasure.

As if in a trance, I reached out and grasped the dildo, my fingers barely able to wrap around its girth. I positioned it against my asshole and began to pump it slowly, feeling it stretch my sphincter yet further. The anticipation was too much to bear; I wanted her inside me, now.

Sensing my eagerness, Mistress Saida grabbed my face in one hand and pushed the head of the dildo against my lips. "Suck it," she commanded, her voice shaking with barely contained lust. With a groan, I obliged, taking as much of the dildo in my mouth as I could while still allowing her access to my asshole. I felt her warm juices coat my tongue as she began to thrust deep into my mouth.

With a final push, she sunk the entire length of the dildo into my ass, hips slamming against my chest. I let out a moan around the cock in my mouth as she began to fuck me hard and fast, her muscles rippling beneath her leather clad body. The strap-on felt incredible, filling me up completely and leaving no room for air.

As sweat and juices mixed together on our skin, Mistress Saida pulled out of me and grabbed a nearby chair. With a wicked grin, she straddled the seat backward, positioning herself so that her pussy was once again in my face. "Lick it clean," she ordered, spreading her legs wide.

Without hesitation, I dove in, tongue tracing the outline of her quivering pussy lips before pushing inside. Her walls pulsed around my tongue, letting me know how turned on she was by the display. When she was satisfied, she pulled out of the chair and reached for another toy, this time producing a smaller dildo covered in shiny latex.

"This time," she purred, "I want to see you cum while I fuck you." I nodded hesitantly, not sure what to expect. She positioned herself behind me, lining up the dildo at my entrance. The smaller size felt exquisite after the massive girth of the previous toy, teasing every nerve ending inside me.

As she began to thrust in and out, her breathing becoming labored against my back, I felt the familiar tingle of impending orgasm start deep within my groin. I closed my eyes and let out a moan, my body surrendering to the sensations coursing through it. Seconds later, I felt my load shoot up the small dildo and onto the bed beneath me.

Exhausted but satisfied, Mistress Saida withdrew the dildo from my ass and began to dress once again. "I'm going to leave you now, slave," she whispered into my ear, her breath tickling my neck. "But don't worry, I'll be back soon enough." And with that, she disappeared into thin air, leaving me to nurse my aching body and already anxious anticipation for our next encounter.