We met. Ate. Talked. Teased. Played with stickers. (He won…tho I did score one on his sternum… 🙂 )
I’m foggy with pain this morning. Thoughts disjointed. Laying low. Throb in my pussy.
(whispering as His hand moves against my pussy again…’nooo…hurts…oh…Master…OHH…!” as I cum, squirting into His hand…)
My ass, throbbing.
(come here nilla. He points to the floor between His legs, then a curving gesture. Up. Over His knees.)
My tits ache.
(mmmm NIPPLES! *sounds of biting and hard sucking*)
My body aches.
(pinches and name that implement and slaps and who knows what else?)
And my heart is filled to overflowing, even as my brain works to process what happened yesterday.
‘sall good, pervie friends.