To watch her sweetness flow as a fountain.
And then He made her wait yet again, her throbbing sex measuring each second of her desire.
He bound her eyes and she felt the cold steel on her wrists. He made her kneel and told her, ”Your first lesson is to wait.”
to beg for His Nourishment
I know why the caged bird sings
I believe you’ve met Mr. Hitachi….
He stifled her moans with a kiss, which only fueled her frustration more.
Just imagine if I tied you open on the street for all to see.
we don’t want those nipples neglected do we?