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Gorgeously so
.
"Beautiful" he'd say,
Following it up with,
"Gorgeously so"
Giving a whistle of approval
& appraisal
Dressed to impress,
Ready to hit the town,
Excited happy
But it was the way pointed
to the table first;
My raising of the dress &
graceful lean
The wait..
Cool air,
The wait..
Panties in his grip,
roughly pulled down
The wait..
"Beautiful"
"Gorgeously so" he'd say.
The wait..
& wait..
Hard was the strength of
his randomness in not holding
back,
reverberations felt throughout,
From buds hardening to
that one down there weeping
Quiescent stayed my pose,
In being happy for his
happy excited display,
from his hand, the provider of
such beautiful worship.
Till satisfied his moment
was completed
Standing up
Pulling up
My dress, pulled down
Straightened out
A last look in the mirror,
Flushed
A deep breath
My hand in his, a kiss, a smile,
A thankyou given to show my
appreciation that I'd be most
appreciative of later on,
Before the town; We did
take our adventures to.
"Beautiful" he'd say,
Following it up with,
"Gorgeously so"
Giving a whistle of approval
& appraisal
Dressed to impress,
Ready to hit the town,
Excited happy
But it was the way pointed
to the table first;
My raising of the dress &
graceful lean
The wait..
Cool air,
The wait..
Panties in his grip,
roughly pulled down
The wait..
"Beautiful"
"Gorgeously so" he'd say.
The wait..
& wait..
Hard was the strength of
his randomness in not holding
back,
reverberations felt throughout,
From buds hardening to
that one down there weeping
Quiescent stayed my pose,
In being happy for his
happy excited display,
from his hand, the provider of
such beautiful worship.
Till satisfied his moment
was completed
Standing up
Pulling up
My dress, pulled down
Straightened out
A last look in the mirror,
Flushed
A deep breath
My hand in his, a kiss, a smile,
A thankyou given to show my
appreciation that I'd be most
appreciative of later on,
Before the town; We did
take our adventures to.
Published 23rd Nov 2018
Author's Note
Lovely happy excited be the moments of my silent surrender to the admiration of his touch
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23rd Nov 2018 5:27pm
23rd Nov 2018 5:36pm
Thankyou Ahavati
Not so about the act of the spanking, not so about making it necessarily painful, but more about the love in giving and receiving unconditionally, in whatever form that comes in
Worshiping is an often used two way street
Only my opinion
Not so about the act of the spanking, not so about making it necessarily painful, but more about the love in giving and receiving unconditionally, in whatever form that comes in
Worshiping is an often used two way street
Only my opinion
