Keep those fantasies inside your head, keep that dick inside your pants. I write these words and this fantasy because I can’t help but imagine mysel...f in such predicaments. But never would I do it, nor would I allow it to happen to me.My name is Robyn. I am a bondage and rape fetishist. I am not sorry.-Robyn GrainAn Everyday Bondage FantasyNot a day passes that I don’t feel at least a little guilty. That might be a strange word to describe it, but it’s true. Let me explain.Like most summer days. I'm fingering myself and sweating rapidly with your naked body present.'After a finger fucking moment, her head rose up and she jumped up somewhat forcing water out of the tub."Oh, hey, Joslyn," she greeted me, nervously smiling."Hello, Royce. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," I responded, prior to licking my lips. "You have nice boobs." Thank you. I'm sorry about the other day, I just broke up with Brad, and you were there. Did you really want to talk about it?" Well, I did, but now I. "I guess that happens for a lot of young guys." He managed not to laugh when she eagerly asked if she could do it again."It pumped so hard!" she exclaimed. "I could feel your ... your, um, testicles jumping in my hand." You can understand why I feel so wiped out." Is it too tender for me to, um, do it again?" If you start very gently, it will be alright. Would you like me to lie down?" Oh. Yeah. That would be good."He ended up on one of the patio lounge chairs with his legs off to the sides. "I. She lay for a moment listening and thinking, then dropped the vibrator on the bed and walked to her mother’s room. As she knew, her mother was driving her own dildo in and out of her pussy. Dawn crawled onto the bed between her mom’s legs, pulled the dildo away and replaced it with her mouth and tongue. Connie cried out at the feeling, her hands holding Dawn’s head in place as she moaned and gasped. Then, recognition fully coming to her, she pulled her daughter up and kissed her deeply,.