A fantasy of control and devotion, trust and desire
You whisper in my ear, “hold still.” I don't move a muscle as i feel my juices dripping down my leg.I walk in the room; you come behind me and put your hands on my waist. You whisper in my ear, “Hold still.” I don't move a muscle as I feel my juices dripping down my leg. That is what you do to me, instantly. You slowly begin undressing me. I take a few...