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For Nutsackout
Sep. 22nd, 2019 07:58 amMargo usually claimed that the almost-weekly new playthings were because she got bored easily, which was part of it, but it was also because most of them broke easily in one way or another and she moved on to the next, because there was always another one to have.
Josh, on the other hand, had already been in the coveted position for over a month, nearly two, and maybe it was because of some weird lovesick-infatuated devotion -which had happened before but was usually more obvious- and maybe it was because he actually liked it -which hadn't happened yet, but she kept hoping- but she hadn't asked because she didn't really care, the very fact that he kept coming back for more was all that mattered.
Right at the moment she had him flat on his back, where he'd been for the past half hour, wrists secured to the headboard and legs secured only by the fact that she was sitting on them. The cock ring she'd put him in was a simple figure-eight of black rubber, sack through one loop, dick through the other, both of them pulled snug so that they were right where she could get at them.
She arched a brow down at him as her fingers moved easily through the spell, touching a fingertip to the smooth patch of skin just beneath the head of his cock once she'd done so. The contact sent off a yellow-white spark of electricity, apparently just testing the intensity, though she had a fairly good idea of what he could take by now.
Josh, on the other hand, had already been in the coveted position for over a month, nearly two, and maybe it was because of some weird lovesick-infatuated devotion -which had happened before but was usually more obvious- and maybe it was because he actually liked it -which hadn't happened yet, but she kept hoping- but she hadn't asked because she didn't really care, the very fact that he kept coming back for more was all that mattered.
Right at the moment she had him flat on his back, where he'd been for the past half hour, wrists secured to the headboard and legs secured only by the fact that she was sitting on them. The cock ring she'd put him in was a simple figure-eight of black rubber, sack through one loop, dick through the other, both of them pulled snug so that they were right where she could get at them.
She arched a brow down at him as her fingers moved easily through the spell, touching a fingertip to the smooth patch of skin just beneath the head of his cock once she'd done so. The contact sent off a yellow-white spark of electricity, apparently just testing the intensity, though she had a fairly good idea of what he could take by now.
