"Hey, baby?"
"Yes, darling?"
"Can you hit me in the head and yank on my hair and force me to suck your cock, then fuck me from behind really hard and put pegs on my nipples and squeeze my balls until I cry and then maybe fist me after you come on my face?"
"Ok, baby. Let me eat your ass first then I'll do all that stuff for you." (Apparently he'd been thinking of nothing but my asshole the entire time he was at Sarah's parents' house mowing their lawn.)
"Yay! Thank you so MUCH! I love you love you love you!"
Forty-five minutes later, with tears in my eyes, I begged him to stop. He laughed and said, "changed your mind, huh?" not missing a beat, pounding me harder. I screamed that yes, I had changed my mind. He laughed more, flicking the peg on my right nipple. Tears and curses flowing freely from me now. "Too late, bitch!"
I hated it. But I fucking LOVED IT. Oh god, I loved it. It's a memory I'll masturbate over many times. Never got fisted, though We were pretty exhausted after that and fisting is hard work lol well it was last time and that was like... Wow... Six months ago or something... It's a constant unfulfilled fantasy but I think it's worth the wait because it's such a full on experience. |
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