Yeah see, you and me it was horses and motorboating and BB alarm clocks and some D&M, then we migrated to Mr. Whippy cumshots and went on from there.
With me and croutons….
Elsa’s napping on the couch when Chris gets home
Which is just perfect.
Because when she wakes up there’s a big fat present kneeling in the middle of their king-sized bed , back firm and upright, a slender chain around his waist that leads to cuffs holding his hands behind his back.
And the muzzle, oh, that has to be a movie prop, she hasn’t seen a store that would sell anything quite like that, online or off.
Blue eyes watch her from above it, wide with innocence and dark with lust, cock already half-hard and leaking a little in anticipation and as she watches, he leans forward, all supple grace and lean lines to show the thick plug stretching him open wide.
Chris comes up behind her and wraps his hands around her waist as she watches her new toy settling so prettily back on his thighs with delight.
“Brought you a present, babe”
Yeah sorry, motorboating DOES NOT COMPARE.
And then there was Tyro. Who I was following for her awesomeness. And who followed me back after I made a horrific remark about how a god could easily correct the…width issues with an arc reactor cavity and make it a tighter fit for a penis….