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Fantasy drifted back into reality as Miriam slapped her clit to crescendo and begged for permission to come.
Be my guest, he chuckled in real time, or would you rather have me say no?
I was looking at the recent activity on this site and cruised into your profile.
I didn't contact you because I had no idea what part of the world you might be from.
I looked up searching for some kind of response from him, He simply walked straight by me, and into the next room.
Still sitting on the cold kitchen tiles, I can hear allsorts of movement from the next room.
or would part of your need include the publication of your user name?
I want to read about the full range of your experience, and then I'll change the name, turn it into a story and post it in the library so you can read about yourself...
Miriam was ordered to stand, take off her blazer, skirt and knickers and then straddle the arm of a leather wing chair.
Fifty hard swats with an acrylic paddle became well over a hundred because she lost count and then came without permission.
With a click and some fuzzy rustle, he realized that she probably did have beads up her ass and she was adjusting her position so she could get to them.
Miriam twisted her hips, reached between her legs with her other hand, and gripped the urethane beads between her butt cheeks. Somehow this complete stranger knew exactly which buttons to push.
You can take as long as you like and cum as many times as you care to, but I want the whole laundry list of your real time and fantasized depravity. I hope it pleases Sir to know that I have chosen my favourite plug/toy, It is beautiful, 6inch clear with gradual levels of width,and also a remote control, incase i forget it is there!