Our friend told this story to Terry and me. Becky gave me the ok to write about her new love. She asked me to use my pen name and not her new husbands so don't get confused by that. Again no excuses for the spelling I just do it for fun and as another way for the ladies I know to expose them selves! I stretched out in my bed enjoying the cool morning breeze...
When training a new/newer submissive Momma has always been mindful to the particular needs of that person. From what level of voice direction they need, pressure of the collar, or even the speed at which their buttocks join with the whip. Once I am able to see what kind of submissive type I am working with I know how best to help them. POSITIVE REINFORCEMEN...
That was a great first date. I picked her up in my Rambler American, and off we drove for some dance hall/bar somewhere, and on the way I pulled out the half gallon jug of cheap wine I had with me and asked her if she was one of those girls who objected to drinking while driving. And when she took the bottle and had a swig, I knew we were going to get along...
She kneels at my feet, hands behind her back and her head bowed. Tears stain her cheeks at having been caught. She bites her red tinged lower lip as I lean back in my chair contemplating her punishment. I keep the smile off my face with little effort, she shifts nervously under my gaze. Her dress in tatters and her lipstick smeared. A perfect picture to me,...
11:48:54 AM - Tsujimoto: god i havn't blushed like this while talking to you in forever! 11:49:06 AM - Nakajima: :P 11:49:43 AM - Nakajima: I think you'd look cute blushing :) 11:50:29 AM - Tsujimoto: well thank you 11:50:41 AM - Tsujimoto: i do it often 11:51:15 AM - Nakajima: :) 11:51:33 AM - Nakajima: Would you be blushing if I was there and orde...
At Her Boot Down on all fours like a dog at her boot I played Gina's servile pet and indulged an overpowering craving to humiliate myself before my love. I eagerly struggled to obey her command to suck her boot. I selfishly wallowed in my need. Gina sat with her legs crossed and cavalierly flicked her boot into my face. Gina snickered at my ineffectual ef...
Part 1 Terry, Marry and my self had left late on a Friday night to go out to a lake in Marino Valley California. Lake Paris was a two hour drive from our home and both girls had slipped back going to bed in the motor home as I drove us out there. I pulled into our camping spot and stepped out side to catch some fresh air and a beer to relax before bed. I sa...
Please read, teaching her sister, to see how we got to this point. The next part is, Sister learns to love, should be posted about the same time, I hope! Again the spelling is bad and so is the grammar. If it upsets you don't read any farther! Other wise enjoy, Sam. * * * * * I sipped my coffee then moved over kissing Terry, "Are you ok?" "Oh yes baby! Tw...
Ahri hated top laners. They were cut from a brutish, simpleminded cloth, and seemed completely at peace ignoring the entirety of their team in favor of trading blows back and forth with their respective lane opponent. For them, it was all about winning the lane, not winning the game, and therein lied the Kitsune's gripe: they were, without a doubt, the most...
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