After a multi month search, I’m happy to admit I’ve had the first successful visit with a DD.
Many months I’d spent looking, and even more time trying to verbalize exactly what it was/is that I’m looking for.
How uneasy this can be sometimes.
I’d even been upset with this man, and was told, “I’ve never been given so much direction from someone seeking the bottom position...” proud I am to have been told that. Proud I am to have broke past that wall, and have asked for, and received, what I needed.
Thank you, Mister T. For your patience. For your willingness to amend your own thought processes. To unselfishly satisfy a deep need.
To artfully slap my ass for 40 minutes...and to hold me when I finally cried my release at the end...and to remain strong and caring and protective.
Thank you...Your Little Girl.