The Last Straw

How removing his genital hair…may be her marking his body!

Her Wish - My Command

Sweetness kept shifting. I knew there was something wrong. She had me poised over her where she was slowly stroking the length of my throbbing cock. I straddled her left thigh on my knees. My shaft and balls were against her outer thigh where she could easily toy with them. She exhaled in my ear with a bit of distain. “My Love” she queried, “how were you instructed to maintain my toys?” She squeezed her grip on my package to get the point across. “I am to wash regularly and keep them shaved smooth.” “Yes, you are right.” She purred and circled my ear with the tongue.

She pumped my cock a few times then reached further down and pulled on my balls. My back arched instinctively and I felt her control. “How often do you shave?” Her tongue pushed into my ear and I let out a moan. I’m…

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About dave94015

interested in alternative relationships, visual artist, erotic romance writer and reviewer of erotica, drug rehab clinic intern - late 20's
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