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As I mentally toy with this side of me I wonder should I ask for more? What is too much... or are my desires not enough. Exploring, wanting, fearing. Sweet pain I breath for. I close the door reluctantly until the key is to heavy to carry. Here I am. Waiting.... the delicious strappings against my skin. Here is my place.
4 years ago. March 14, 2020 at 7:51 AM

Instructed to write. Just gulped a few glasses of Cabernet. For those that know me, this is my norm. If you’re new here. -ay attention. So much tension today. Feel like exploding allover my keyboard but I’ve learned to control myself. Long work week. Need release. He always obliges. Entering my moistness with one, two, three digits. I grab his face towards my wetness as he seeks out the mound of explosion. Hips gyrate. I submit to every naughtiness he desires. I wait for further instruction. Kneeling. My thick lips awaits his cock. Sucking gently at first unto her demands his bitch to suck harder. I oblige. I love to be vulnerable. Feeling the warmth liquid coating my throat. Gulping very drop as I’m instructed to do so. My mouth is satisfied. My pussy drips. Mmm. 


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