All of the above (God bless you, man)
* Do you like your hair pulled? Lifting my sweater off me. XXNX “You’ve been neglected. I whimpered louder. That’s how they learn. To the sound of Coldplay’s “Something Just Like This,” I reviewed the new notifications. His voice was intoxicating—filling my head, making me lightheaded—while the gentle strokes of his hands and fingers deepened the spell he was weaving over me. No (thank God!)
* Do you prefer a bald or natural pussy? It was hauntingly beautiful. Usually (of what?)
* Do you prefer to submit? That I wanted his cock buried deep within me while we were mindlessly writhing in tangled limbs? It intensified when his hand skated along my body from my leg and up to cup my breast. And then, I was falling over, my body thrashing on the bed. Damn him. Like when you’re sleeping.
