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“That’s it…that’s it. Deeper. Go deeper.” Carol’s head was thrown back and her long red hair reached down to her Venus dimples. “Okay…good…” Carol’s voice was more relaxed and her hips started to push her ass back onto my cock. “Jim…fuck me now. Fuck me hard. Pull my hair and fuck me hard.” Carol’s voice was matter of fact in her demands.

Before BDSM became popular, people used to just say "S&M": sadism and masochism.Isn't BDSM already an abbreviation?probably short for BDSM.Not ULTRA sure what is happening here, well the fem-domme gal is touching the sub with an ice arrow... on his butt? Shoulders? Is that a male(sub), are those his legs below hers, I ain't sure! Hot regardless! ALSO, what is "SM Play" btw?

Sure that the replica headband was safe, he took a deep breath and put it on. The second the knot was tied, his whole body spasmed and became rigid, leaving him unable to move, as if he were awake during surgery. It was a strange sensation, like every muscle had a weight attached. Fortunately, his heart and lungs seemed unencumbered, so he wasn’t in danger, and he could also still speak, probably so that the user could call for help since they likely wouldn’t be able to remove the headband on their own, but no matter how much he pushed or pulled, he could not resist the invisible binds. Saimallah said that the wearer could only move by keeping their mana energized and flowing at full capacity, so that’s what Noah focused on.