Friday, 28 December 2012

My perfect Christmas - strangulation

So desperately wet, so needing. Im between his legs sucking him. I have a noose of rope around my neck. 

We get in that clean, crisp, white bed. I'm on my knees, he's fucking me, the noose tightens. My finger tips are white, I can see the sparkle of his control in the corner of my eye.

My lips tingle, I'm ragging breath, I'm close, I'm numb, the noose tightens, I climax. 

My hand drops, eyes close and blackness, clear ocean sound, waves that foam in a warming swell, and then white. Clean, crisp, white bed sheets, a sparkle, a glint, a flush,  a breath, a smile. 

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