Loud, pulsing music boomed through the room now, its rhythm driving the frantic heat between us. The red room vibrated with raw intensity. Dim red light bathed the crimson walls. The air was heavy with sandalwood and candle wax. Flames flickered on a side table.
"Ahh..boy...*Slap*...ahhmmm.."
Shadows of our bodies colliding and fucking on bed danced across the BDSM cross by the bed. The black leather and bed beneath me creaked, soaked in sweat and cum.
"Ahh baby..come here...ahhh!"
Elizabeth, the First Lady, rode my dick, completely naked except for her thigh-high stockings.
A dog collar hugged my neck, its leather strap tight in her hand as she pulled, her dominance fierce. My body burned with the libido booster's heat.
"Ahh, fuck you, Ezra! Fuck you so much!"
Elizabeth shouted. She rode my dick hard, her pussy warm and wet, gripping my shaft tightly. Her boobs jiggled up and down, bare and glistening with sweat. She pulled the strap, the collar biting into my neck.
