Next time my hand wraps around your throat, close your eyes and forget. The room you’re in
Next time my hand wraps around your throat, close your eyes and forget. The room you’re in and me reading you intensely. Your daily distractions and things you have to do. Your desire to please and your wish to stay. Until only the hand remains. And as your breath shortens, nipples harden and pussy floods, remember who owns it. -- source link
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