Oh yes. XXX Ember always insisted that I bathe before sex, even though she limited that to only hand jobs. A leather blindfold obscured her vision. Her throat relaxed on my thick member. Her breath came in ragged gulps, her lungs greedily sucking in air denied to her for over five minutes. Real women aren’t chained to the kitchen nowadays? She held me in this position, breathing hard through her nose. “So I see. “Ember! I hadn’t thought this possible for you. I could imagine the pain she was in, the overwhelming physical distress. “No need for melancholia, Ashe,” she said to me, kissing both of my hastily-closed eyelids. Her ankles wrapped around my waist, her ankles locking behind the small of my back.




















