I’m aching to pull his head into my soft mounds and his hips into my groin. I want to feel his hardness inside me, filling me, satisfying me. I want to grind my hot little bud into him until I reach the point of no return.
His cock is a nice size and I’m pleased he manscapes. His excitement is soon filling my hand but I don’t give him time to get too thrilled. I raise the paddle and land it firmly on his arse.
I’d walked in the room and discovered Oliver’s dirty little secret – he had a sex dungeon!
It’s not every day you discover someone has a sex dungeon.
That was the last time I saw Oliver – he gave me a bit of an introduction to the BDSM lifestyle. He was in fact a little shit. He got me so worked up, enticing me with the prospect of a good seeing to – then he left me hanging.