There was almost none. Instead, he'd been texting, mostly. He'd told the other guy a pretty detailed record of what had been happening, saying how har... it had gotten him off. He'd even announced that he would go to bed now and fuck me while I was asleep, fuck that hole that had been used by another guy. He’d written that he hoped I would let another guy fuck my hole after, while his cum was still inside me.When I had read the whole thing, I went on Grindr again, looking for the next guy. That. Marcus smiled knowingly, and gave Estelle a deep, mouth-probing kiss."Let me get up and take a shower, then I'll tell you about yourpresent" he said as he regretfully pulled away from his lover and satup. He motioned for Estelle to stay as she was and said, "No, love, youjust stay there, no need to clean yourself up at all just yet, I wantto take with me the beautiful image of you are now - it will take awaythe tedium of the flight."Estelle smiled her acceptance of Marcus' regret at leaving. Crying to be free. Struggling. Resisting. She had give in.Now, still crying hysterically from the pain of the paddle, she felt the lean bamboo lines on the cane lie across her bottom. “Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!”The strikes came down and almost silently struck her, yet the response was anything but subdued. The gurl started to scream and quiver even faster, no longer begging for her liberty. She knew such a plea was useless, and that the pain she was feeling was her reality for as long as he. She was feeling her first ever high and was curious about it. I was just explaining to her how it all feels. To which she asked me if my girlfriend smoked up. I said no. She kept thinking and dropped a bomb on me and asked me if I had ever made out while high. I said yes but only I was high not my girlfriend. Then she started asking me how you feel while making out high.I explained a bit that it feels better it feels relaxing and all. In between talking she mentioned that her dad was quite.
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