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I fuck you gradually deeper, revelling in the feeling of your hot, tight pussy gripping me as I pump in and out of you. I take my hand from between your legs and rake my nails down your back, and as I do so, you purr. You actually purr! I take great pleasure in the sound. "Touch yourself my slut. Go on, play with your clit..." As I give the command I stroke the back of your neck gently, making you squeal and thrust back on my cock even harder. You don need telling twice. You lift your arm and begin to rub furiously at your clit, taking in air sharply, every other breath a moan of ecstasy. I reach out and take hold of your hair, pulling on it until your head is dragged backwards and your back is arced beautifully. I notice that you seem to have maintained an even level where your orgasm is concerned, and that your senses are perfectly hot and wet asian balanced. Its clearly time to step up the pace. I start to talk to you... "You love this don you slave? Your Master fucking you from behind like this – pulling your hair and commanding you to rub your clit, treating you like this, punishing you... you e such a little slut aren you? MY slut..." My voice is low, and you moan louder with every sentence I know that you love to be spoken to in this way, and Im more than happy to indulge you. Your breathing becomes ragged again, and I can tell that the pressure is building. You gather your senses enough to speak: "Please Master...please may I come..?" You manage to gasp out as I slam my cock deep into your pussy. "Hmm, I don know...Im sure you can beg more sweetly than that slave, what do you think...?" The words are hardly out of my mouth before you e asking again. "Oh Master, PLEASE. Please let Your slut come! Please Master, let me come, please let me come for You -." "Come with me my slave...come for your Master.." You again scream hot and wet asian out loud as your orgasm suddenly engulfs you. I thrust into you right up to the hilt as I come, and I know you can feel the jets of my hot fluid as they sear into you. You e still begging as your senses are assailed by the sheer pleasure of coming after being denied for so long.