Just when you think you have traced the major outlines of your own pervery, new things surface . . . small ripples on the surface turn out to reveal larger depths.

I’ve discovered (actually, experience should have told me) that I am quite happy, thankyouverymuch, to be topped by my lover and another, older couple.

On the last day of our time together over the holidays, he whispered into my ear, while face-fucking me, that he’d invited a couple of acquaintances over. I nearly wet myself with girl-cum.

On the very bottom . . .

What will he think of next? And more . . . what will he do?

Picture found at Atlanta Bondage . . .