Splinters on the king are but evidence of your power MSR. The cane split and shattered while I was reveling in your attention to my ass.
Our weekends now, are relaxed, and my cries do no have to be muffled; your pleasure can taken at leisure.
We are leaning into each other, taking inspiration, and using our hands and mouths to satisfy our urges and hungers.
My cock inside you shudders when I do, when you do, when you cry out and tremble inside.
Up on your hands and knees, I am kneeling behind you, my fingers fondle your ass and sex, bringing your limbs to a frenzied rage before you climax.
Bringing you pleasure is my passion MSR. My heart yearns to find new ways to love you.
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