Not short on sappiness here in dramatic black and white land.
Doesn’t mean it is not true, TIlly.
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Finishing touches to my whore’s uniform.
L. you are so wet. You are getting close aren’t you?
What do you think, am I going to let you cum or will I stop touching you just as you reach the edge?
I really haven’t made up my mind yet …
That is it, L, play with my pussy just like I taught you, make me ready for him. You know how good if feels from when I did it to you, and if you please me, I just may do it to you again, once he is done with me.
That connection.
Two people reaching out in the darkness.
Finding each other in a random spot of light.
Their minds fitting together as their hands do.
Their emotions gripping like their fingers.
Letting the connection blossom.
Into a tight bond.
As it matures.
Evolves.
Gets stronger.
That connection.
My tag of you did not work out originally,
I cannot deprive you of this sappiness.
