Plug that before you spill it, whore. You’re mopping up any waste with your face.
Want.
cum
Humbled, Part 4
Remember that gif I posted a little bit ago to allude to this, tumblr?
Yeah, it was a lot like that.
I was still blindfolded when I felt it on my chin, my neck, my shoulders, my chest, my stomach, the tops of my thighs. I was in shock. I have never, ever encountered that much cum.
Even Switch seemed surprised. He totally dropped the act and started wiping the gobs of cum off of my body. “Damn, Ivy, I have no idea how I…” He started laughing, “I’m sorry, it’s just…”
I shook my head and chuckled, “I know, I know, just let me have a shower, please.”
Trapped, Part 8
I was still regaining my composure when Switch climbed onto the bed and pushed my breasts together. My boobs are literally just big enough to get fucked but small enough to sort of make the process a challenge.
I told him that if he untied my hands and took the blindfold off, I could help him. But, Switch just replied, “no, you just stay as you are and let me take what I need.”
The more I recovered from the ice play, the rougher he used me. He had his cock so far in the back of my throat when he came that I barely had the option not to swallow.
He released my legs and retied my arms behind my back. Still blindfolded, I was pulled up against him and practically cradled as he lifted a bottle of water to my lips. Confessedly, I enjoyed this degree of dependence.
When I had finished drinking, he removed the towel from the bed and laid me back down, climbing in beside me.
“Aren’t you going to untie me?” I asked.
He chuckled, “I think you’re forgetting I took you. You’re mine now until I decide to let you go.”