Please sink into dis’ kiss kiss kiss He placed the leather ..
🕑 Added 2024-08-25 17:58:24 +0000 UTC
Please sink into dis’ kiss kiss kiss He placed the leather belt curled up neatly on the small of my back while my hands were collectively tied to each wood leg of the selective ottoman in his bedroom. He was going to whip the shit out of me. And I was going to let him. Something about the cavalier attitude, like it was just business as usual, between us, got me smirking while I looked at the ground attempting to decide whether I was displeased or not with this fate in store. It was almost a game. I didn’t want to be hit. For sure. Who? lol look, nobody names the game that. Pain is immediately registered by our pre frontal cortex as a mechanism to keep coal shoveling down our systems neuron receptors. It’s pain that keeps a man alive. As for women? Well… can’t very much speak as to how “alive” they really we’ll be alright anyway. But that’s fair you know? I mean have those flock proven these things to you as of lately, my good effing sir? BESIDES the point. F you to the no-howers that do dare come forth seeking masturbatory refuge within stakes of this company without recognizing a unifying factor (as for the live joints I publish, those are merely, simply, just ALRIGHT THOSE ARE ANIMAL PRONE INGLACIERS TO EFFING SOAK MY LIFE WITH AN ORGASM TO TAKE IT ALL AWAY FOR, JUST O’ PLEASE HAVE IT BE FOR ONLY A SECOND) and like clock work he would start to whip me with small spurts. Those ones… are the bane of thee existence of mine here shall tell it honest as come do a lot O’ time ol’ sport O’. He really wanted me to hurt. And I thought it was funny. So I laugh. Perhaps maybe that evens the tension between when your sir decides to openly suggest himself hurting you as in whipped the shit out of, because there’s just some heavy tension that’s being unfulfilled by the sex that eben xx #flows Always let him smack you. Always. P.S. A careful tip to newbies: if you take your lickings without sound it ISN’T as fun since sir wants to know his power is being received. ALSO, tempers may be flaring during this small brief morsel of a moment.. you will be able to tell “all is well” when he succumbs to your pining and whining moves over to the front of where you (shall sat) are positioned, and like a dentist who gives you a lollipop afterwards, plops his big fat horsey cockus deliciously onto your tongue, beyond your gums, and right like a ripe succulent oblong fig, you get to suckle your master to show thy’s appreciation plus all the way, until his flaccid lump of a penis looks mighty healthy but with veins protruding like you just made a grape a raisin. You had better have your protein if you’re going to be engaging in such strenuous physical activity’s.
