My mind is wandering today, I’m bored and horny, and when I see your name pop up online, this pops into my head.
You on your hands and knees, me on my knees behind you, hands on your waist as I line the head of my cock up with your asshole. The way I’d slowly lean forward, the pressure against your ring growing until it opens to allow the entry of my purpled head. As I mount you I sink into you, my arms around your sides as I crawl over you, entering you deeply. My chest against your back as I come to rest, my balls against yours, my chin over your shoulder, my flesh against your flesh. Continue reading “Day Dream”
He’d been tied in place for what felt like hours. His joints ached, his muscles had locked into place, his hopes for freedom had dwindled. This was not the experience he had been anticipating for the last week.
Weeks ago his girlfriend had pinned him down and made him confess his darkest secret. Under the unrelenting force of her pulsing quim squeezing his close to bursting cock she coaxed a confession out of him.
And that was how he had wound up in his current dilemma, tied to the stair railings in the basement, his arms outspread, resting on his knees, completely naked apart from a small steel cage locked around his small, flaccid member.
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