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And we were still outside. After a commute twice as long as usual to get here due to the traffic, we walked about half-a-mile from where we'd parked. My cheeks felt chapped from the crisp wind after only a few feet. Inside, chaos didn't even begin to describe the scene.
" My cheeks weren't the only thing on fire now. I arched my hips to let him know. Chris's fingers were in my hair again, and I tilted my chin up.
We hung out at his parents' house quite a bit. They were cool. I even got a job helping out at his dad's nursery taking care of the plants. Bradley always teased that I should change my degree to botany because I had such a green thumb.
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Together, they helped me regain my confidence. To discover that I wasn't as hardcore and brutal as those punk guys had been. Yes, I liked spanking and bondage, but I'd always cared more about my partner's wellbeing and feelings than stroking my ego.
It was a bit of an oxymoron that as a Dom, I found myself willing to submit to whatever she needed to reach ultimate pleasure.
He actually whimpered when I tilted my head and lifted his cock. His eyes widened the moment my tongue touched the first of the six tiny balls on the underside of his shaft. I held eye contact and moved on to the next ball. And the next.
Like what?" I shrugged. "Not worry about making ends meet. Go on a vacation every now and then.