And this would be our playmate.
So walking home from the pub earlier tonight, I was in a distressed and irritated mood not due to any capriciousness on my part. I told Her not to play any games walking home & well, knowing how She is, when She’s in that mood…
Naturally, She starts being uppity and utterly annoying, pure malice. I just eye Her “Do that again, and I’ll nail you to the wall” She giggles like the little princess she is and we start walking again.
A mere moment later she continues with her singsong of irritation, walking down that stretch of the road there’s quite a few cul-de-sac’s branching off in various directions, as She continues with that foul sing-along and inserting puns, I discretely eye for a decent spot to .. yeah.
We finally approach one of the branchoffs and I drag Her by Her throat, pushing Her to the wall, drag the panties out of the way and insert two fingers into her damp crevass — all the while keeping a firm grip around her little throath — and rock my fingers back and forth, until She releases a sudden gasp and I feel her insides undulating, a blink of an eye later I feel Her release gushing out, filling my hand, overflowing it, running down the insides of her legs, ruining the stayups and coloring the patch of earth we’re standing on into a darker shade.She just smiles, smirks and looks down at the ground in exhilerated shame ;)
She knows EXACTLY how to get me into a good mood. ;)
ease down on it, don’t let it sting your precious insides ;)
wake up mothafucka!!!
So someone had been a naughty little girl and had to do what she hates most, make herself squirt while wearing her panties.
That wetness is something She loathes above all else and literally cant sleep even being slightly moist.
So naturally, She had to suffer it.
I never realised it, but damn, I have the bod of a 40+ gay bear-man.