She hears him return, though he says nothing. Her wait is nearly over. There will be pain. Two canes, medium and heavy, lie innocently beside her body, over the desk. And the tissues, because there will be tears. And afterwards, there will be lust and need, his body against hers, and the turbulent blaze of sex.
And his sexual fluids will mix with hers, and churn.
Ooo I can’t decide if I love the photo or the text more. Both are fantastic! Sounds like you both had a great time!
Aurora x
Ooh, that sense of anticipation…. lovely x
Tears and lust are an intoxicating mix
Mollyx
Seriously hot text <3 Wow!
A lovely thing to come home to. Tears and all.
The best kind of tears!
Sometimes tears are so good!
Rebel xox
Looks like a good time to be had! Tears from normal (or emotional) pain do nothing for me, but tears from BDSM play are intoxicating… Great show!
turbulent blaze of sex… Nice, Jaime.
The text is as Hot as the photo… Love that you can see the tools for the spanking!
Thanks for commenting on my site 😉
Tears can be so cathartic.
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