if you have the strength to push it. “LONELY HOUSEWIVES”
By Blueheatt
She held tight…
. She led me into her special room for comfort, she called it.
. Their faces were serious and unmoving and they all had different skin tones, some reddish, others more dark green or blue. He moved his clawed hand down below her bellybutton and dragged the tip of one claw across her belly
He started working at her again with his long thick reddish fingers again, long slower strokes this time, watching her breathing become faster and shorter.
This is when he realises it's all wrong, that I'm not a slut, that I'm being abused, that. He fucked her in a way that was completely different from how he had treated girlfriends in the past, where he had negotiated consent, explored ways of finding mutual pleasure, been keen to have a shared experience
Click to read more. "God, Laura," he said
if you have the strength to push it. “LONELY HOUSEWIVES”
By Blueheatt
She held tight…
. She led me into her special room for comfort, she called it.
. Their faces were serious and unmoving and they all had different skin tones, some reddish, others more dark green or blue. He moved his clawed hand down below her bellybutton and dragged the tip of one claw across her belly
He started working at her again with his long thick reddish fingers again, long slower strokes this time, watching her breathing become faster and shorter.
This is when he realises it's all wrong, that I'm not a slut, that I'm being abused, that. He fucked her in a way that was completely different from how he had treated girlfriends in the past, where he had negotiated consent, explored ways of finding mutual pleasure, been keen to have a shared experience
Click to read more. "God, Laura," he said
if you have the strength to push it. “LONELY HOUSEWIVES”
By Blueheatt
She held tight…
. She led me into her special room for comfort, she called it.
. Their faces were serious and unmoving and they all had different skin tones, some reddish, others more dark green or blue. He moved his clawed hand down below her bellybutton and dragged the tip of one claw across her belly
He started working at her again with his long thick reddish fingers again, long slower strokes this time, watching her breathing become faster and shorter.
This is when he realises it's all wrong, that I'm not a slut, that I'm being abused, that. He fucked her in a way that was completely different from how he had treated girlfriends in the past, where he had negotiated consent, explored ways of finding mutual pleasure, been keen to have a shared experience
Click to read more. "God, Laura," he said
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