. . my pussy hasn’t been popped in three years. Horny wasn’t the fucking word! Try sexually muthafucking frustrated. Between the death of my fianc...é, and remaining focused on my career I just wasn’t interested in physically sharing my energy with anybody.Be that as it may, to function under all the pressure it became vital for me to fuck me daily; more often than not, more than once. Shit they didn’t make waterproof, travel size, silent proof toys, and toy cleaners for nothing! I kept a discreet. She couldn’t wait to spend some time outdoors today, free of company, alone with her thoughts. Luella ran out into the street, escaping the revolving glass doors. Her high heeled feet stomped with speed, her eyes searching for the first open green space. She stepped into the park and off came her pinching shoes, her bare feet felt sublime on the luscious grass. The park was packed: picnics, mothers with children, dog walkers, a young couple with lust filled eyes, determined to touch one another. ‘Looks like you’ve got yourself a friend there,’ Brad remarked when Nicky continued to sit on Ren’s lap and was busily chatting away to him. ‘That’s good because I’m rather fond of the little guy,’ Ren said his voice slightly thick. Brad laughed softly, ‘Looks like you’ve fallen for the kid just as hard as you have his mother.’ Ren gave a faint smile but didn’t reply to Brad’s remark. ‘I been thinking I should go check up on my restaurants,’ Ren said as he lifted Nicky from his knee and placed. Why do I love it so much when You treat me like Your possession and make me do things like that?You made me wait while You tucked Your cock away and zipped and fastened Your pants. Then, holding the end of my ‘leash’ casually in one hand, You started across the living room, knowing that I would follow You.Following You through the streets at the end of Your tether had been incredibly exciting, but somehow the humiliation of crawling after You on all fours again, as if I were nothing more than.