It is a love story. The names have beenchanged, naturally. Bondage Joy By Janet BakerHe held...me down -- I struggled against him, I tried to kick but heavoided my flailing legs. He held my wrists above my head -- it hurt --he held me so tightly."You're hurting me! Not so tight!" Relax! I'm not going to hurt you, I am your husband! Just take iteasy. If you struggle you may be hurt."He shifted himself, held my wrists with one hand, slid. You then put this bowl over an open flame and wait for ten minutes, before adding two cups of Moo Moo Milk into the Bowl, after another five minutes you Put out the flame and Then take The bowl and Pour the contents into a small pot with drain holes in the bottom and hold it over another bowl, before pouring the bottles contents into the Blender and then adding the Sliced Secret ingredient bar pieces into the blender, and then half a cup of Moo Moo Milk, and the rest of the drained liquids and. He pushed just enough to pop the head in. She pushed air out of her lungs and sucked it back in, her eyes wide."And then, sweet baby, I'm gonna fuck you to tears, before I try my damndest to make a baby in your pretty, flat, belly."With that, he saw her pupils dilate and he eased three inches into her. It was like he was taking up space she had air in, because as he went in, air came out of her mouth in a rush, making a groan, halfway between terror and joy. He leaned down to kiss her lips as. He slowly pushed his cock into her needy hole, taking his time as he watched her writhe beneath him, enjoying her pleas to fill her, to fuck her, to make her cum. He set up the slow pace with his cock he had established with his fingers. ‘Oh yes, thank you, please, please, fuck me. Fuck me with your cock. Please make me cum, I need to cum. Please, fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Harder, harder, oh yes.’ He began to slowly increase his pace as she continued to beg, ever more desperate to be fucked.