There is a passing thought about how much time has retroraw passed, but retro then retro it doesn't seem to retro matter. I retro notice raw all the different parts of my body and discover that when I focus on certain areas retroraw I can retro feel retro the muscles let retroraw go even more. I feel like I have retro fallen asleep and yet I'm also awake. I'm not really sure if I have fallen asleep and retroraw am dreaming I am awake, or awake dreaming I am asleep. But raw it those not matter any more . I can feel only peace.
And all the time the angel's voices fill my head as I surrender to their song . And there words raw tell me what I need to know. The retroraw stranger raw's fingers are retro in me now access as Suzy leans forward, her tongue tracing warm wet circles around my hard access sensitive nipples as her own breasts hang tantalizingly above my retroraw face. And with out really knowing why I let my lips retro close around her gorged access nipples as my body responds to the retro sensations that bombard it, and I retro let my self surrender to their pleasure. I am lost to the pleasure of my own desires. As the voices tell me what I should do. What I should feel. What I retro should be. Letting my self be used and feeling the lack of control drive me over the edge.
I retro knew raw at that retro moment retroraw what I had become. And I was happy retro. For I am his toy his retroraw whore, his slut, His bitch and as the name on the retro tag says his slave. And I know that from this day on I will want nothing more than to do what ever he asked of me access. That I will happily be forever... THE WOMAN OF HIS DREAMS retro
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