I laid on the couch not knowing he was watching me until I opened my eyes. No smile as he looked at me, we both became alert standing in the living room. His desire became that of a servant, asking me what I would like … Continue reading Confession: 185

The ending hurt more than the beginning. I left his arms as a new hero became all I ever wanted. My pussy never felt this kind of relief as his tongue traveled wet dreams. We both became brand new as our bond tightened. I knew … Continue reading Confession: 184