My Teacher’s Perfect Doggy Style

With a playful swat to my own ass, I got my mind refocused and began stripping naked. Sex I set them aside and got out the baby powder. So I waited for his response. It was perfectly healed from our last adventure, smooth and colorless like an almost-blank canvas. Once it was pressed up against the wood securely, I pressed the needle through the tender flesh of his cock head and into the wood. The only marks I’d made so far appeared in the form of beads of sweat. “Brett! Once I got started, though, all humor left me. Even when I’m the butt of the joke. With resolve in my heart and mind, I quickened my pace, ready to prepare my dungeon once more. “Shall we get started, then?” Read 6834 times |
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    Andrew’s cross had been coarsly sanded, the leather shackles inspected and oiled to retain their suppleness. When things are absurd, I laugh.

My Teacher’s Perfect Doggy Style

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