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I couldn’t wait, so I started to pre-game him by teasing my overly sensitive clit, eagerly coaxing it out of its little hood.
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They hung a plaque over our room door. Memorializing it in perpetuity. Damn!
We had no idea that everyone within a certain distance could hear everything we did! I mean, shit… we did everything from using the sex swing to fucking naked on the ice floor! And let me tell you, as much as I love cold, a freezer-burn to the ass ain’t no joke! Plus, you haven’t lived until you suck a dick on your knees, then find you’re frozen to the floor? Haha. Our flame has never been brighter than when my Sweetie sacrificed his own comfort for mine. Hell, that alone makes me want to fuck him!
Needless to say, this experience has opened up a whole new dimension to our love-making. He’s open to cold-fucking now and again, but there have to be limits on everything. Right?
He’ll be working through that, but I’m always available. Want to hear about the freaky fucking I do? Join me for amazingly real fetish phone sex between noon and midnight every day. Call me.