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Good Girl

There are two words that hold incredible power over me. Whispered into my ear as he holds me down, taking all of him into my ass, slowly gently easing himself into me “Good girl, you can take it…” guaranteed that I … Continue reading

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Biting

Confession: Just like Molly I was a biter. The worst sort, an uncontrollable tearing at the skin bitey puppy. I gave bites that would hurt, bites that came from nowhere and shut down arousal quicker than having cold water poured … Continue reading

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