You kissed me once more, lightly, told me to hurry up and get dressed, then gathered up Your discarded clothing and went back to Your bedroom to get dressed Yourself, pulling the door closed behind You. Unfortunately I had forgotten that I was carrying my purse in my right hand and managed to whack myself on the side of the head with it as I assumed my position; it settled awkwardly half on and half off of my shoulder as I continued to hold on to the strap. Porn sex As soon as I finish these last few sentences I will once more strip to my “Disobedient Little Slut” panties. You weren’t in the bathroom, which was a good thing because I had urgent need of it. I hope that You will take it from me and read it immediately – perhaps aloud so that I will have the opportunity to relive every single moment – while I wait for You with my hands once more firmly locked behind my head and my attention completely focused on You, Sir. I couldn’t help myself: I giggled and then burst out laughing, Sir.
