chiaThePet
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Um, ah, d678986, (mathematician?) we need to talk. Are you sitting down? Kneeling, okay, good enough. About your Mistress and her mystery date, I have a confession to make. It all started so innocent you know, me selling cookies, her buying cookies, the passion and attraction that most certainly is the chocolate chip. Stir in a little milk and well, destiny reigns. Yes, the sex has been outstanding, unbelievable at times, most times actually. The soft touch of her skin as it glistens above me, ruling my every moment as I fly to greater heights of pleasure, as I soar in surrender and sensuality. I am a man captive of her desires. She calls me her boy, lavishes me with simple, yet cherished gifts given of her heart, I am at once, enslaved beneath her. It becomes the ultimate adoration as I fall in obedience to conquering command. And that most wonderful thing she does, you know, right in the middle of intensity when she..........................excuse me for a sec...... "What Ma'am?" "No, no, just an email to an old friend Ma'am." "Oh please Mistress, not now, not that, I, I, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhhhh! So d678986b, getting the picture here? If you made it through this without the slightest tinge of emotion, you might be ready to be her cuckold. But if at some point, you wanted to reach through the screen and rip my face off, you might want to beg her to at least allow you to become her dutiful clean-up boy, that you could lovingly still touch her. If your instincts have served you well in the past, perhaps you should pay them some mind here, as you make the choices you are free to make. Because one never knows when a tasty little morsel might ring the bell and ask in an inquisitive and inviting voice, "Wanna buy some cookies?" Wish you well, chia* (the pet)
< Message edited by chiaThePet -- 11/9/2007 6:01:20 PM >
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Love is a many splendid sting. You can stick me in the corner, but I'll probably just end up coloring on the walls.
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