From Pleasure to Pain...
Pleasure to pain nowhere in between going from one to the other extreme. Undoing of buttons tearing off your shirt get rid of those pants before you get hurt. Tracing your body, scratching your back, as pain becomes pleasure of both you won't lack. Nibbling of ears on your ass a smack, tying you down, for the rest of the attack. A whip and a feather across your chest tormenting your mouth with more than my breast. You want it so bad are about to explode but I'm not yet ready to help you unload. it's time for a blindfold to finish this game not able to see whether pleasure or pain. Now feather, now whip now ice aptly placed a drizzle of chocolate as I sit on your face. Random flicks of my tongue and bites lead the way to finalize your pleasure no more pain, per se. As I mount your cock, to begin my ride you lie in wait for the pain to subside. You can't help but moan as you beg to be freed, it's just the last pain on which we agreed. As we cum together and you are untied, you can't wait to journey on the next pleasure ride. Written December 12th, 2001 © on Dec 12 2001 08:21 AM PST, Deborah Wolz 18 • 0 • 16
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"Pleasure to pain..."