10.6.22


redlettered dimlylit EXIT floated in the chiaroscuroatmosphere of a darkened movie theatre
                                                                                                    or thats what he was lead to believe


dreams are like that

sometimes they suggest

other times they demand

this one was a real bitch

one in heat

pulled on the chilired collar around his throatYah he was cool
                                                                  she snickered when she reminded him if she pulled too tight he might not be able to say the safeword

No sweat I trust you

A lot of dead man have trusted women.

Theyre not us ya got my back You get too carried awaytoo enthralled Ill wake an your enthusiastic tugging will dump you on your ass
                  An I don want you bruising your beautiful ass

she chuckled reached outstroke his cheek with her thumb fingers under his chin
                                                                                      You’re so sweet to think of my ass. Got a great ass babe


What’s our safeword?

Fuck if I can remember

2248,  Friday,  3  6. 22
1240,  Thursday,  9  6. 22

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