By then, I pretended to be passed out, sound asleep. ”’ I can’t very well charge you rent anymore”…”I’ll pay you to scrape and paint the house”…
. When she was done I complemented her on the haircut, sharing my thoughts about the experience and confirming her "Shaggy Sheep Dog" observation, adding," Now it's your turn".
. Looking at her, and at the dungeon, I had a sense of belonging, and knew that if at that moment she had offered me the choice of releasing and freeing me, or spending the rest of my life there as her captive, I'd choose the latter. She then made me walk out of the room, although I could only shuffle along with my ankles still bound
Of course some of her questions were obvious.
Go home She has dark shoulder length hair, is 5’9”, with a great set of tits, which are about 34C. She hears me breathe in deeply
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By then, I pretended to be passed out, sound asleep. ”’ I can’t very well charge you rent anymore”…”I’ll pay you to scrape and paint the house”…
. When she was done I complemented her on the haircut, sharing my thoughts about the experience and confirming her "Shaggy Sheep Dog" observation, adding," Now it's your turn".
. Looking at her, and at the dungeon, I had a sense of belonging, and knew that if at that moment she had offered me the choice of releasing and freeing me, or spending the rest of my life there as her captive, I'd choose the latter. She then made me walk out of the room, although I could only shuffle along with my ankles still bound
Of course some of her questions were obvious.
Go home She has dark shoulder length hair, is 5’9”, with a great set of tits, which are about 34C. She hears me breathe in deeply
Find out more.
By then, I pretended to be passed out, sound asleep. ”’ I can’t very well charge you rent anymore”…”I’ll pay you to scrape and paint the house”…
. When she was done I complemented her on the haircut, sharing my thoughts about the experience and confirming her "Shaggy Sheep Dog" observation, adding," Now it's your turn".
. Looking at her, and at the dungeon, I had a sense of belonging, and knew that if at that moment she had offered me the choice of releasing and freeing me, or spending the rest of my life there as her captive, I'd choose the latter. She then made me walk out of the room, although I could only shuffle along with my ankles still bound
Of course some of her questions were obvious.
Go home She has dark shoulder length hair, is 5’9”, with a great set of tits, which are about 34C. She hears me breathe in deeply
Find out more.
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