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“Why, though?” I chuckle. I pull on the ropes she’s tied to my wrist and they’re stable. I’ve taught her well. She straddles my lap while still hovering over me.
“If you talk again, I’ll be forced to punish you” she says with dominance in her voice. I open my mouth to protest and she cocks her head to the side, testing me to speak. I smirk up at her and close my mouth.
“Excellent. I’ll be right back.” She hops off my lap and scurries out of the room. I lay there in confusion, thinking that she just tied me up, turned me on and left for her own personal enjoyment. Ooh, I swear when I get out of these ropes… I mouth to myself. She reenters the room with a drink.
“You left me like this to go get a drink?” I ask in astonishment. She purses her lips and walks slowly over the side of the bed, never breaking eye contact.
“What did I say I would do to you the next time you spoke, Mr. Alexander?” I look up at her with a challenge in my eyes. I remain quiet. She sets her drink down and walks to the end of the bed. She leans over me, giving me a quite impressive view of her breasts hanging free. She hooks her fingers through my boxers and yanks them down, exposing my full erection completely. She drops my boxers down to the ground and I give her a look as to say, “What next?”
you want a man with a strong jawline so you have a sturdy place to sit
drunk me is the me i really want to be. confident, hilarious and, most importantly, drunk.
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i have this crazy urge to txt you cause i miss you so much but then i remember you probably don’t miss me at all.
nothing will fuck you up as much as the realization that there’s no real reason the alphabet needs to be in order
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