I wanted to beg to be released, to plead with her to free me from my shackles
. My glasses slipped on my nose as the world grew so blurry on the edges.
. Shit! I was going to burn in hell! There was no undoing this or going back to the way things were. As she slid back down my pole, she leaned forward so her chest was laying on mine
I wanted to beg to be released, to plead with her to free me from my shackles
. My glasses slipped on my nose as the world grew so blurry on the edges.
. Shit! I was going to burn in hell! There was no undoing this or going back to the way things were. As she slid back down my pole, she leaned forward so her chest was laying on mine
I wanted to beg to be released, to plead with her to free me from my shackles
. My glasses slipped on my nose as the world grew so blurry on the edges.
. Shit! I was going to burn in hell! There was no undoing this or going back to the way things were. As she slid back down my pole, she leaned forward so her chest was laying on mine
