'
I stood up and stumbled to a nearby wall
. "
'Im sorry Marrok, but you cant go back.
. What was it that kept me coming
back for more, longing for the next time I am invited over? I
crave the sound of his voice, the deep penetrating gaze from his
dark delicious eyes, and most of all, his firm, yet loving touch. There was no
visciousness in it at all, he was just stroking me with quick
strikes of the belt
'
I stood up and stumbled to a nearby wall
. "
'Im sorry Marrok, but you cant go back.
. What was it that kept me coming
back for more, longing for the next time I am invited over? I
crave the sound of his voice, the deep penetrating gaze from his
dark delicious eyes, and most of all, his firm, yet loving touch. There was no
visciousness in it at all, he was just stroking me with quick
strikes of the belt
'
I stood up and stumbled to a nearby wall
. "
'Im sorry Marrok, but you cant go back.
. What was it that kept me coming
back for more, longing for the next time I am invited over? I
crave the sound of his voice, the deep penetrating gaze from his
dark delicious eyes, and most of all, his firm, yet loving touch. There was no
visciousness in it at all, he was just stroking me with quick
strikes of the belt
