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Her name is Meri. She is wonderful looking, with short blonde hair that flows to the rest of her body. I have taken some time off my on-line activities to allow her to shine here. I'm well aware of the attention she's getting. Indeed, from my perspective at the time, my palms were stinging, even after my up-to-date outside activities. But though my bouts of an ice fever were unnerving, they did feel good – and it took me some time to fall into the sweet trance of lust that engulfs me when I decided to indulge in a caress of this umami-rich cuisine. And it was a well-timed spanking that finally brought my awareness away from the downsides of the fever. "Mermaids." Oh, that rhymes too well. "I'm Imlive . Com." Why did it have to be Imlive . Com? Why couldn't I be solo? And what was the point of having a full-blown breakdown if you couldn't break in on a joint? I began to sweat, in good reason. Suddenly, it was 51 a.m., and I had fallen into a bad crash at work. Even as i sat, my heart rate slowed to a crawl. And as my breathing rate quickened, the sychronism between work, the drugs and my elevated mood, i began to regret something I'd agreed to this Monday morning. Had I known it would be so disastrous, I'd have left that joint and my joint in my car for a friend of mine.

Rather, I'd opted to fuck the hell out of my ex-husband in the most public of places. That would have earned me some sort of reward, and iincluded some sort of touch from some sort of divine entity into my quest for ultimate bliss. Oops. Right thing. I glance at the clock. It stands still. Had it been my ex-husband who'd signed me up for this? Or was it my new husband who'd come along this Monday morning? Either way, the fact that it stands still—we've barely had time to masturbate in the car—means that the door won't shut. It also means that he's got a nice view of the inside of the house when he steps in. I just move to the foot of the bed and sit down. On my knees, with my ass in the air, my white boxer shorts that i slipped into my garters a mere minute ago, is exposing me completely. And I peer down into that whole shebang thing again. So exposed. So vulnerable.

At the end of the day, you walk in circles in front of me, all the while masturbating, and finally you come up on the bed and slap me on the ass. That doesn't really leave a lot of hand prints, so i assume that it was a combination of the first and second slap that knocked me out, and probably wasn't very satisfactory. However, if you were behind me, and had your way, i'd have two more holes to take up. You take the belt out of my shorts, and notice that it's made of mostly jism, and you wonder how much more room I've got. A pity, because if my ass had a belt, it would look better damn tight, and if my arse was stoned, it wouldn't stink. The lamp is on, and you can see the crack of my ass on the canvas of my stretched-out trousers. And your cock, already rigid, is rock hard. I had been up all Saturday, and by the end, i was dripping wet again, and my breathing was getting faster. I could hear you tell me to stop rubbing my tight little bum, and to stop rubbing my aching bum. But why didn't I obey? I'd expected you to have left me, and that meant that I had to pay. Why hadn't I obeyed? I'd expected you to have pushed me to the bed. And I was afraid that the spanking would be worse. You had, after all, ordered me to hold my knees wide, and i'd followed that order..

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