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my fetish runs my life
I live in solitude, unable to cum out, a dresser drawer full of frilly, silken underwear, a well maintained soul patch and a limp cock, I need a dom so bad, a liv =e in, a pink room seclusion and conversion, fed female hormones, a cage to crush my shriveling cock, an enlarged, long butt plug that in... Read full Story
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My Son
We were sitting at the kitchen table facing each other, talking quietly after eating. I took my compact from my purse and opened the mirror. Took the cap off the lip liner, opened my mouth and traced the outline of my lips. You were watching every movement. I reached into my little cosmetic bag for ... Read full Story