When you bring me to the point that I just spill over. How I love it.
When I’m satisfied that you’re sufficiently full of me, I’ll move your panties back into place and tell you to go back into the office.
Okay. Having a moment here. Yes, one of those kinds of moments. Excuse what I’m about to say.
How I enjoy that moment when I realise the initial intense discomfort has passed, and that I can regularly and rhythmically use your exquisite tightness for my own pleasure.
There. I said it.
Not to make light of the conversation that we did have yesterday, but you have no idea how relieved I was when I figured out it was not this that you’re having reservations about doing! You had me really going there for a short minute.
Quand Mademoiselle Violette se Déchaîne…
Learning to brush by Katherine K.
May you sail fair
For the far fields of fortune
With diamonds and pearls
At your head and your feet;
And may you need never
To banish misfortune;
May you find kindness
In all that you meet.
May there always be angels
To watch over you
To guide you each step on the way;
To guard you and keep you
Safe from all harm;(via