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Sophia Sits On A Swing And Massages Doctor Strange’s Dick - Pantyhose And Black Semi Ballet - Full

The sun was starting to set, casting long shadows across the playground. The air was thick with anticipation as Sophia approached the empty swing set. She wore a pair of sheer black pantyhose and a semi-ballet outfit that hugged her curves perfectly. Her heels clicked against the pavement as she walked, her hips swaying enticingly with each step.



As she reached the swing, she didn't sit down immediately. Instead, she stood there, her hands on her hips, surveying the scene like a queen surveying her domain. Her presence was enough to make anyone feel small and insignificant.



Finally, she sat down on the swing, and it creaked under her weight. The leather of her outfit made a soft sound as it rubbed against the metal of the swing set. She leaned back, her legs spread slightly, and looked out into the distance.



A few moments later, a figure appeared in the corner of her eye. It was Doctor Strange, dressed in scrubs and looking nervous. He cleared his throat softly, not wanting to disturb the silence that seemed to weigh heavily between them.



Sophia turned her head slowly, her gaze locking onto his. "Hello, Doctor Strange," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "I've been expecting you."



Doctor Strange swallowed hard. He could feel his heart racing as he approached her. "Hi, Sophia," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper.



Sophia looked at him appraisingly. She could see the fear in his eyes, but also something else - a strange kind of desire. "Are you ready for your treatment, Doctor Strange?" she asked, her voice still soft but now laced with an undercurrent of menace.



He nodded, unable to speak. Sophia reached out and took his hand, pulling him closer to the swing. She leaned back again, this time pulling him onto the swing with her. He sat stiffly beside her, his eyes locked on her face.



Without warning, Sophia leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. Her tongue darted out, tracing the contours of his lips before pushing past them and exploring his mouth. She could feel his shock and surprise, but also his growing arousal.



As the swing started to move back and forth, Sophia reached down between their bodies. She could feel his cock, hard and throbbing against her thigh. With a mischievous smile, she wrapped her hand around it and started to stroke it gently. His breath hitched in his throat, and he let out a soft moan.



She leaned back again, pulling him closer to her. "Do you like that, Doctor Strange?" she purred. "Do you want more?"



He nodded, unable to speak. Sophia leaned forward again, this time taking his cock in her hand and starting to stroke it faster. The leather of her outfit rubbed against his sensitive skin, adding to the intensity of the sensation.



As the swing picked up speed, Sophia leaned back once more. This time, she straddled his lap, her pussy pressing against his throbbing cock. She looked down at him, her eyes blazing with lust.



"Are you ready for your treatment, Doctor Strange?" she asked, her voice now a low growl. "Because I am."



With that, she leaned forward and engulfed his cock in her mouth, taking him deep. The taste of him on her tongue sent shivers down her spine. As she bobbed up and down, she could feel his hands grasping at her hips, pulling her closer.



Their rhythm matched the swing's motion, creating a sensual dance that defied gravity. Sophia moaned around his cock, tasting him fully. She could feel his climax building, and she knew that she would be there to witness it.



As he tensed up beneath her, she pulled back and looked up into his eyes. "Do you want to come for me, Doctor Strange?" she asked, her voice hoarse from the sheer pleasure of the moment.



He nodded frantically, his eyes filled with desire. Sophia leaned forward again, taking him deep inside her mouth one last time. As she felt his hot seed flood her mouth, she swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of his essence.



When she finally pulled back, their eyes locked once more. Sophia's face was flushed with passion, her lips swollen from their encounter. "Thank you, Doctor Strange," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "That was... therapeutic."



With that, she stood up from the swing, her heels clicking against the pavement. She walked away from him, her hips swaying enticingly once more. He watched her go, a mixture of awe and fear in his eyes. As the swing slowed to a stop, he realized that he had just experienced something truly unforgettable.

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