So once wetscape again wetscape I let the darkness surround me and return to the sound of my own breath and the peacefulness that it brings. As I fell into its embrace I began feeling so relaxed that all that has come before ceased to be important once again. I wetscape start to dream such vivid dreams, yet I know I am fully awake. As I feel tingling sensations and waves of euphoria surging through every fiber of my wetscape body.
Time movie has no meaning wetscape, it does not wetscape exist, I do not exist as I float in the nothingness of the void. I have eyes that wetscape cannot wetscape see, ears that cannot hear. I want to stay here forever, yet my mind cries out to be wetscape filled. Then from a far there is a star, a wetscape light in wetscape the void and I wetscape find my self moving towards it, wanting so much for the light wetscape to lead me movie. Emerging from wetscape the darkness into the light I have no idea how long I have been in its arms unable to judge the passing time. I do not care I wetscape do not need to wetscape know. I wetscape feel so centered, and at peace, physically rejuvenated, and wetscape at movie one with the universe.
I wetscape could still feel the dildo, stroking me with loving care, parting my Sex wetscape yet again, and thrusting gently inside me. Through it all wetscape, my quaking hips continued their dance wetscape. Thrusting up wetscape greedily to meet her as she fills me. And through it all Suzy wetscape is telling me that being treated like a slut is my fantasy wetscape. That all I really wanted is wetscape to be a slut. That a Good slut does everything they are told. That Doing as I am wetscape ordered wetscape turns me on. That I wetscape wanted to wetscape be wetscape a good slut that I wanted to be the best slut I wetscape could possible be. I wanted to scream wetscape yes to all her questions but my mouth was full. As I felt her breath against my hot wet nipples . I sucked greedily wetscape at her dido. She tells me that giving up control can release the wetscape tensions that have wetscape trapped me so long. I wanted to wetscape be wetscape controlled so I wetscape could be set free. I let the thought fill me as I wetscape felt wetscape my lips suck at the dildo filling wetscape my sex. Sending my body into rapture.
Suzy asks if I am ok. I am not wetscape sure how to answer. I feel lost wetscape. As I let wetscape Suzy dress wetscape me. I begin to wetscape feel my self become turned on by her touch. As Suzy tells me that people sometimes loose themselves for a time in the darkness only to find whom they really are when they return. I'm still shaking as wetscape she finishes dressing me and for wetscape the first time wetscape the clothes feel strange and restrictive against my body. As I let her lead wetscape me from the room and down the winding stairway to the street I wonder if she wetscape can wetscape smell my arousal wetscape as I imagine her wetscape lips on my movie tits. And wetscape bite my lip as I realize that I would kneel before her here and now if she were to ask. Outside wetscape a cab waits, its engine running, its wetscape door ajar. Suzy hands me a package as wetscape she places movie me in the cab wetscape and wetscape I almost ask her to let me serve her as she tells the driver my address. She wetscape had to wetscape just wetscape say the word and I wetscape would lick her pussy there in the street like a common wetscape slut. But I have not wetscape the strength to speak as he drives away. Part of me is sad and part happy that I have stopped my self. As I realize wetscape it was nothing but a beautiful dream wetscape.
And I slip once more wetscape into the contentment I have found. I hear his moans and wetscape let my wetscape mind and body be overcome by the sensations, knowing that wetscape giving him this pleasure is all wetscape that I desire . I feel his hands grasp my head wetscape, driving his now wetscape hard cock wetscape deep into wetscape my mouth and my cunt cries out for wetscape its touch. For what seemed like forever we wetscape matched stroke for stroke before, with an animal growl, he explodes wetscape into me. And I swallow his seed like the wetscape slut I wetscape have become wetscape and it wetscape felt so good, so right to let myself be used this way by him
I wetscape knew at that moment what I had become. And I was happy. For I am his toy wetscape his whore wetscape, his slut wetscape, His bitch and as the wetscape name on the tag says his wetscape slave. And I know that from wetscape this day on I will want nothing more than to do what ever he asked of me. That I movie will happily be forever... THE WOMAN OF HIS DREAMS wetscape
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