Wednesday, July 15, 2009

How Much Money Does The Desert Eagle

Eli

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, a sweet, mischievous smile on his face, and the index that indicates your feet.
's so I guess that tells me when to kneel, which I do readily knowing find me in the face of a goddess, indeed, The Goddess.
I love to see, in this position, bobbing his feet a few inches from my face and feel the frustration of not being able to kiss her without an order. Order that does not arrive to enjoy a little 'my eye appealing and ecstasy turned to its ends.
Sensual and provocative clothing in his home, with bare legs and a low-cut T-shirt to combat the heat of those days. Seeing it does not help me to fight the heat, which, indeed, I feel more and more on my skin as a slave.
Finally, with a glance, it makes me understand that I adore. Do not leave me again and start to kiss and lick her feet. My tongue insinuates itself everywhere, in the midst of the fingers, along the tree until you reach the heel. E 'paradise, feel the excitement up even more, touching peaks did not think he could reach.
I kiss your ankles and knees when I go gently into his hand on my head reminds me of my role. Below, I am not worthy to climb higher up the feet of my Goddess. You know that your attitude is driving me crazy with desire and the thought of you even more fun. And 'This is my role and I'm happy, happy to give you a smile even at the cost of my manhood.
suddenly see you walkin 'less the pleasure of humiliation that I was giving. You get up out of bed, start walking and already I miss the taste of your feet. I realize that I am already addicted and like reading my thoughts begin turning toward me laugh.
Are you aware of your beauty and your power over me and that makes you even more beautiful before my eyes. The absolute master of my soul.
Your natural gestures and looks makes it virtually useless to every word, you can command me without saying a word and each time I realize that what I feel even more a toy in your hands.
You sit in front of the PC and a snap of his fingers just enough to make me crawl under your chair.
honor of your account position the face so that you can rely on their feet.
you relax while reading the comments and reply to your blog, while you enjoy a careful massage of my tongue over your plants.
The desire to touch it much, but I am not the owner of my penis, my whole body is yours without your permission and do not move even a finger.
Lost in the maze of a pleasure that comes and enveloped by the fragrance of your beautiful feet in the distance I hear ticking on your keyboard and your voice whispering fun - "let 's see, dear cagnolinosottomesso ..."

Monday, July 13, 2009

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My girlfriend on holiday (part 6) All

not I slept all night. I had always hoped that such a situation were to come true, but now I began to doubt whether I liked it actually suffer such humiliation. The

night passed slowly, captured by a thousand thoughts that filled my brain. Lara, however, slept peacefully beside me, probably tired from the night he had spent.
At nine o'clock I heard my love to move in bed. She had woken up to me and rivoltasi crept her hands on my lower parts.

Lara: "Hello darling, I see that my punishment is still in effect tonight. What do you say, you want me to untie? But promise me that you do not touch."

Me: "Do not touch me, I promise you, take me, but this string can not do that anymore. I have a pain behind crazy," said

my sweet Lara untied the knot that held me for several hours and forced finally, I felt new hands free.

Lara: "Now follow me into the bathroom, you'll have to pee in front of my eyes, otherwise you masturbate in secret and you do not deserve. Also, from today you will sit like a good girl to remember what that little thing is useless tiny that you have between your legs.
In fact, you know what? now I give a maiden name ... see ... I think it will be fine Susy "psychologically destroyed

ordinatomi what I did, not without difficulty. The fact that the same property to stare at Lara did not make me feel comfortable and it took me a long time 'before making my needs.
My love is not lost even at this time to mock me that my penis was always most useless.
We washed and returned to his room to dress. See her naked in front of my eyes was an indescribable feeling, I felt my pulse already low parts.

Me: "Darling, tell me how the evening went on? I'd like to know"

Lara: "No, do not tell you anything. So you will see with your eyes these days. Now let's hurry, that we have to go to sea with Alex and his friends. I have an appointment with them in an hour. "

And now as I would have acted? I was teased by everyone's friends, or perhaps have not thought about in public to show that they are lovers, at least not in front of friends of Alex. I really hope to save a shred of dignity, but just believe it. Once at the beach

We spread our beach towels close to them that while they were at sea. Welcome all while still in costume and went back without any shame I saw my girl threw her arms and kissing him intensely to Alex.
A shot in the stomach that I would not have imagined. The humiliation was really great.

Lara: "Susy, do not get excited while kissing Alex, if you will not see the package and make me take a picture of shit with all the beach with that little thing."

The boys laughed and mocked me for the ridiculous name that I had saddled
Lara. A name of a woman, as I was falling down.

I lay on my towel, while Lara was on the cloth of his " man. "They kissed, touched each other as if they exist.
comments of others did not fail, and soon the whole beach was aware of what was happening

Lara:" Susy, Alex and I go to "make a bathroom, come with us. "

I did not understand this request, I thought you wanted to be alone with him, but I began to think he wanted to humiliate me even more making me do the figure of the third wheel.
soon as we arrived and we dive into the water immediately I saw my love to cling to the life of Alex and kissing. I stood there looking helpless and submissive to the angel of my beautiful girl.
I approached them and Lara, looking around and seeing that there was no one told me Alex touching the pea under water. He told me that I had to understand how the real men and they gave me this honor. That she was to lower the costume and pulling my hand to that punishment. His eyes were amused when I saw her hand tighten it told me: "Think how beautiful it was all inside of me"

Monday, July 6, 2009

Why Right Ovary Hurts

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Business reasons had led me to move to Bologna urgently and not having even had enough time to find a home I asked my friend a favor and put me up for a few days.
Teresa is the name of my friend, I accepted with enthusiasm in his house. It was just left with her boyfriend and was not used to having to be alone at night. I am a type
unlikely to ask for favors, and when I'm forced to have to do that I find myself inexorably embarrassed. So I decided that I played all the values \u200b\u200bof the house at that time for me to repay a kindness and I communicated to Teresa, who did not mention even for a moment a denial.
I remember the first time I went into that house I remained dismayed by the disorder that reigned in every corner. Clothes thrown together on the bed, chairs and even on the ground. Dishes that looked as if they are not washed since the last century and the furniture that looked like a collection of various bacteria and dust. In short, it was a full-blown disaster, and thinking back to what I had promised my friend I had goose bumps immediately.
Teresa asked me if I liked the house her and apologized for the mess. She had never been a tidy girl, but (his words) now had someone who would have rearranged it to him.
I rolled up the sleeves on those days and just finished work and came home to fix something. I washed her clothes, her underwear, swept and washed to the ground while she was sitting comfortably in a chair watching TV. It seemed that she was enjoying quite a bit ', but I was also excited by the situation. He had always been my desire to serve a woman, but usually in my dreams that meant staying at his feet, pet, baciarglieli ... I never expected that such a situation you would love.
with Teresa became very humble and helpful, enough to serve dinner every night and wake in the morning with breakfast at the usual time ready at his bedside.
I loved taking care of his shoes shining whenever I saw them in any way dirty, though not if it was removed. I sat on the ground while studying or going to the PC with a cloth and the shiny shoes, just like a good trouser. He seemed not to notice me, almost as if it were a normal situation. Do not ask me to explain my behavior too servile respect to him, it was taken for granted.
were now gone two months and I had no intention of going away from that roof. Now the house was shining and I felt for the first time in my life, really happy to go home. The work was something I needed to live, but I had my fill of serving Teresa. I could not think of leavin 'to find myself alone again with myself.
All these fears I did find the courage to speak clearly to my friend. I told her I was happy to wait upon, to be at his service, I liked the way that I could pamper without asking anything in return and asked her to stay with her in order to continue to live for her. I told her that for me was a goddess, she deserved the best services and that I would be happy to be able to pay me the rate of her mortgage and other expenses that a home implies.
I saw her smile explained before my eyes, told me that she was fine and that I was really good so far. I stroked his cheek and said softly - "expecting me to ask, I realized that you could not live without serve. You're a sweet, caring guy and I think you're just a good Schiavetto .