"Lady, you've got a really nice ass! I like it very much, but I believe the Old Man upstairs gave you a defective one. Why honey, your ass has a crack... down the middle splitting it apart!"Eve giggled with melodious merriment. Flipping over onto her back, she looked at me just as if she were staring at a half-witted man. "Adam," she lectured. "God's ways are mysterious and we're not supposed to question them. Besides, I don't believe my 'ass' is defective because I have a cracked mound on the. I wanted to talk about the feelings I was having. Just ask him random questions. Maybe it would get him aroused and he might want to explore with me. This is what I was hoping for.I kind of wanted my first time with a guy to be with somebody I knew. I wanted to be with somebody who loved me and not just somebody who would treat me like a piece of meat.I planned on having a heart-to-heart conversation with my stepdad. I was hoping he'd share situations that he's come across with other men. I. Fuck Malcolm and his feministic ways. And she is worthy of a new name.Xenora.That will be her name. Yes, Xenora has a nice ring to it. She smiles at herself, content with herself. Then an urge surges in her—that burning need, the burning lust. Yes. She needs to satisfy it, she has to cure it, she wants to feed it. But these tattered clothes won’t do, they just don’t fit her new look. Not at all.She tears away the material to stand in all her glory before the mirror. A stirring in her cock at. I am her Dom. She receives spankings, floggings, and many other forms of escape from her stressful career. I know how far I need to take her in order for her to find release. She is mine. I own her and she knows that she is my priority. Every part of her, her mind, her wants, her needs, her desires is a priority for me. I want and need her to be satisfied. However, there are times we will switch. On those rare occasions, she receives pleasure in helping me escape from reality by taking.