Her soft hands...teased and stroked my rock hard cock...bringing me to that moment...the one where nothing else in the world existed but that undeniable fire...spreading from my balls to the tip of my dick...and at the precise moment my orgasm began...She released Her grip...the stroking stopped...and all that built up cum spilled out of me without the slightest bit of feeling or friction...and my gasp and moans of frustration mixed with my Wife's mischievous laughter...
This is to honor Her...my Wife...Q....who has turned our marriage around with the use of Loving Domination...to honor Her...the Women who embrace their Dominant nature...to honor Her...the Women who have helped to guide their partners to be better men...to honor Her...the Women who provide the professional services of Female Domination in all it's forms...a service for those unlucky enough to have a Dominant Lady as a positive influence in their daily lives...to honor Her...those Women who have shaped our lives and fueled our fantasies and exposed our needs...the Teachers, Doctors and Nurses, our Mothers and Aunts and Babysitters, the Police officers and Female bosses, the religious authority figures, and those girls back in school who walked by us so hot and so aloof....then matured into the Women who tease and deny us today!....And even those Femme Fatale celebrities that seem to ooze Dominant sexuality....Through photos, and art, and words....This is to honor Her.
1 comment:
yes. high tension pitch, then dribble.
disappointment, and added shame that She's controlled it
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