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Done with the shame game, coming out of the shadows

For your eyes only

For your eyes only

Have you ever gotten that look? Not that look your parents would give you if you did something knuckleheaded, or the look your partner gives you after they’ve received the credit card bill and they see $500.00 worth of charges to your favorite sex toy store.

It’s that special look you get from your partner, that longing look, that hungry look. That look where their pupils widen and they get that fixed gaze. Their nostrils flare, they lick their lips and their posture changes. Like if they where some wild beast ready to pounce on it’s pray. I love that look, it’s hot as hell!! I know when I see that look, I’m going to get it so good. I’m going to be taken so dirty, going to get a good man handling that will send my partner in a sexual frenzy.

There will be no room for me to resist the tremendous pussy pounding I’m about to get. The amount of time I’m going to be spending face down ass up, being collard, possibly gagged and shackled. Seeing those savage eyes and knowing that I can only submit to the sexual domination I’m about to receive. I know what it’s like when I give the look. My face goes flush, I start to pant a bit. My flesh starts to tingle. My pussy starts to chirp at me a bit, letting me know she’s hungry and needs to be feed. My eyes roll over black like a shark when it’s about to attack. All I can think about is ravishing my partner. Mounting them, riding their cock, balls deep. Wanting to feel that tight grip of their hands around my waist, feeling sweat drip down my back. Feeling that amazing piece of man meat fill me up and dickmatize me, and it all started with a look.