That night after lights out I took off my own shorts, and the fanindeed felt a little cooler. When I got up during the night to go to thejohn, I stop...ed for a moment and looked at her. In the dim light I couldsee her lying in her bed nude. She was on her back, arms akimbo, legsspread, long red hair framing her face. She was very beautiful. I stoodthere looking at her for a while, drinking in her beauty, before Ifinally went back to bed. I lay there in bed with an erection thinking of. WHEN AND WHERE I LIVEI live in my breasts,In the nipplesAnd areolas, too,And in my cock and balls;I live in my rectum,Most of all,When I am fucked by you.MASTURBATORY CELEBRANTSSome poems are too big for your head,Some too big for your cunt (or cock and ballsIf you are a man's man, instead of a girly girl).Such poems exhaust the mind and deplete the soul,But, in the ecstasy that ensues Oneness with poetry,We are the greater, not the less, blessed despite our distress;Poetry teaches us the. She moaned loud and tried to say that this is too tight. But he didn’t care. It really looked a bit unhealthy. But he seemed to be a real bondage master. Then he took a last rope and made a leash around her neck. Then he spit on her bald head and said, that she will hang now for a very long and hard time. Bena enjoyed that tease and tried to say yeah. He lifted her up into the air. She looked amazing with her bald slutslave head and those little mosquito bitish tits. 3 shining balls. A big one. The next image in my memory is of a tall slim woman naked but for shoes and stockings to her knees. As I had removed each garment the tips of my fingers had touched skin that was warm and silky, now I wanted, I needed, to hold her nakedness, to experience the sensation of every part of that sculpted body.Seemingly to encourage me, milady stood by her bed, placed her hands on the covers, bent at the waist pointing her tight young ass at me and turned her head towards me, the look on her face.