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Originally Posted by LayneLaughlin
I want to hear your stories.
I love it when I can feel the heat of your breath on my neck when you whisper to me.
Your perfume mixed with your musk.
I would say more but if they (The peanut gallery) were not there they may not understand. Misinterpret I mean to say. No buyers remorse in the morning. Only wishing to go back to sleep to dream.
Again and again.
Your joints start to hurt. You try to position yourself to give yourself respite.
As you reposition yourself you're aware that your ass bounced. Inwardly you smile.
Time slows, you flex your fists. Your arms are tied behind you and slightly elevated.
Your legs are spread but your belly is supported.
You hear my voice and you try not to smile but you do at first.
Here we go baby. Can you hear what I say?