Discommbobulated

Just arrived home after a round or two of shots of tequila with my Latina friends. The street tacos were more than tasty. Opted for a bit of delicious spice. Chorizo and Asada. I really enjoy my Chicana hot topics at the dinner table. As I feel more trusting with these two ladies, sexcapades always flows off our palate. Jennifer bashfully disclosed how she likes to be spanked while her husband takes her from behind. Sounds pretty normal to me. Cassandra admits her ankles have been tied while her husband straddles her face and thrusts his cock into her mouth. Getting wet at this point of the evening. My two friends look at me. Expecting me to disclose my secrets. Of course I minimize my naughtiness. On my bed now. Imagining my Latina friends encounters. Removing my my purple laced panties as I gently stroke my private wetness. Of course I’ve had some BDSM lite. I should have shared this with them. It’s been more than lite. I’ve been spanked. Hard. Had my ass penetrated while I buck wildly as I demand to be hit hard across my backside. I’ll probably never share this side of me. On my stomach now while He pinches my stiff nipples harder harder. Rubbing myself to the rhythm of my Latina friends sexual encounters. Knowing that it wouldn’t be enough for me. Grabbing my dildo from my light blue nightstand. Inserting. Grinding hard and fast. Wetness is dripping. All over my hand. Hips slowly welcoming the inevitable. Slowing down. Satisfied.