the invite to an un-reg name lasts for 30 minutesafter we go to the room once You will have the pw
then all will be in time, after that
not yet have i found a way to grant the pw free entry to an unregistered frind and partner
steps in and takes the seat in Her booth
even the bartender knows
we sit in that booth now
me and Her
i sip my pink-punch with occasional blushes
thinking about Her offer which i have agreed to
the signing the contract remains to formalize it. .
CCunninglinguist
feeling disoriented a bit when you are above me
leaning over me...the touch, the wet from your mouth
making that slow trail along my skin, its so erotic
to me, my skin rises in gooseflesh at your touch.Being spread and open...now bound,
i'm riding the edge and i know it.
When you kiss me upside down, its electric,
and i want more. More of a connection with you. a meshing,
melding mashing...my mind is spinning with desire.
Everything in my body is tight.
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=pcAKbKUBUOQ&si=MW7bFMm_ex-FuAnQ
poking around
slips in
poking around
Having seen the table on my way into the Dungeon,
nodding slightly, but my focus is on your fingers
twisting, squeezing my nipples, the pain is constant until you lift
your hands and the pain sharpens. gasping slightly as you pull
off, i am soaked between my pussy lips, wondering if i will leak out
since my legs are spread apart.Yes Daddy.
Walking to the table, never having been on it before, i see the cuffs
and get up on the table, cuffing one ankle then the other so that
i am spreadeagled on the table. open to his view, breathing shallowly
i raise my hands over my head, starting to feel more and more vulnerable.
and excited.
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=h74nkELyHhM&si=3Vf10kjjYA0J7tDV
*fingers slip into Yours and I follow*
There was a big court case in some downtown recently and protesters added to the local color with all sorts of protest signs calling for Justice. That gave the owner of a nearby bar an idea to display a sign in the bar window."We don't serve justice, we also add booze to our drinks."
Your breast freed (for now) and I offer my beautiful one my hand....smiles, to us....rising
*a little earlobe nibble before drawing back with a smile*.
There was a big court case in some downtown recently and protesters added to the local color with all sorts of protest signs calling for Justice. That gave a nearby idea for a bar owner to display a sign in the bar window."We don't serve justice, we also add booze to our drinks."
*Your hand weighing my breast, and my eyes meeting Yours again with a playful little smile*. I think that sounds delightful
*smiles, leaning in to kiss over Your heart, and then whispers softly for only You to hear*.
Let's have a welcome home party....yes? Smiles to you
out
Reaches for your chest to palm it, lightly explore it