sweetsiren
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- Jan 31, 2004
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You didn't fight me too hard when I pushed you into your bed.
You blushed so red but didn't answer when I asked
"Why do you have velcro straps on your bedposts?"
You writhed, but not very convincingly when I strapped you down spread eagle on your bed.
"Tell me your fantasy, Donna" I demanded, opening and tearing at your nightgown, but you turned your head and said "no"
"Why are your nipples hard?" I demanded again "tell me about those velcro straps. Who put them there? tell me a fantasy, and maybe we can make it come true"
(You are donna, 22, leggy lithe. I am me, 26, slim, shoulder length blonde, green eyes, a dancer.
Anyone?)
You blushed so red but didn't answer when I asked
"Why do you have velcro straps on your bedposts?"
You writhed, but not very convincingly when I strapped you down spread eagle on your bed.
"Tell me your fantasy, Donna" I demanded, opening and tearing at your nightgown, but you turned your head and said "no"
"Why are your nipples hard?" I demanded again "tell me about those velcro straps. Who put them there? tell me a fantasy, and maybe we can make it come true"
(You are donna, 22, leggy lithe. I am me, 26, slim, shoulder length blonde, green eyes, a dancer.
Anyone?)
