Monday, 23 February 2009

Las Vegas

She jerked him off as she watched TV, as per his instruction. He requested as little excitement or stimulation as possible whilst this procedure was executed.
She carelessly yanked at his dead meat, stifling a yawn. His expression remained set, composed. Lips slightly pouted suggesting solemnity, tension.
Then he came and his upper lip twitched slightly, his nostril flared almost imperceptibly. There was come on his jeans, belt, pubes and on her hand, her ring glistened. She arose and moved to the bathroom, returning with paper.
All the while eye contact was strictly forbidden. She knew this. She had learned this. Speaking wasn't forbidden but it wasn't recommended.

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