Dreams

She feels the slight but unyielding weight of the small metal ball that feeds a constant twinge of desire.

Is the feeling of her arousal not unlike the twitch that starts the swell of his cock?

Her nipples harden around the thin rings as his hand slowly slides up her back with increasingly steady pressure and draws her into his heat. She concentrates on the growing wetness and maddening pulse deep between her legs. Her eyes narrow to a lizard like slit as she raises her head to match his slightly mocking gaze and whispered word, SLUT.  She hisses in return, It takes one to know one, as she simultaneously impales herself on his now hard cock…

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