A Night Of Unexpected Pleasure

Last weekend, while I was out for my evening run, I ran into an old gym buddy who happens to be a skilled professional dominatrix. She invited me to her private dungeon room under the guise of catching up over drinks. What started as casual conversation quickly turned erotic. She bound me with silk ropes and blindfolded me before teasing me with feather-light touches along my thighs and back. Her breath hot on my neck, she whispered tantalizing words that sent shivers down my spine. Soon enough, I found myself fully erect, throbbing painfully for her touch. With deliberate precision, she guided me onto a cushioned bench, positioning herself between my legs. Our bodies locked in primal heat; her fingers danced across my shaft, coating it with pre-cum as she prepared to take me inside her wet folds. She rode me hard and fast, our breath mingling in heated gasps until we climaxed simultaneously.