- BDSM
- The Dishes
- Page 2
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He pulled his fingers out of her pussy, set down the wand and pulled her into his arms and they sat on the kitchen floor. He stroked her hair and kissed the backs of her hands and neck and smiled at her with love and tenderness in his eyes. She couldn't help but be overwhelmed with pride that she had pleased her Sir so. She nuzzled her face into his neck and took a deep breath of his intoxicating scent and sighed with great satisfaction and fatigue. She felt so loved. They had made the right choice to enter into this lifestyle. She had never seen him look at her the way he was looking at her now with such love and admiration. She couldn't wait for their next encounter. What did the future hold? With all the uncertainty, she did know one thing for sure. She would never look at that spoon the same...
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 8 years agoI love it when the authors keep it between a man and his wife. No cuck crap in this one. Love it.
mel_pomeneabout 9 years agoI enjoyed this, and if it was your first story, then very well done for writing it so well. I hope you will continue to write and post stories for us. Welcome to Literotica, DsMhousewife, thank you, and please have five stars.
Anonymousabout 9 years agoGood job for a first story. Their bond comes through strongly. The level of play is appropriate to their newness to this. Hope you write more.
