The older you get, the more you realize you have no desire for drama, conflict and any kind of bullshit. You just want a cozy home, a nice book and a person who knows how you drink your coffee.....oh and a satisfying place to sit.
This game.....this play.....submission is not new. Let's stop gatekeeping and redefining it and putting it into a tiny little box. It's not new and we've been enjoying the play for centuries. It's about love. It's supposed to be fun. It's supp
That moment when his hands are tied behind his back and you're jerking him off, toying with him and admiring how handsome he looks, and you lean closer to him and pretend you're going to kiss him but doesn't only to hear him sigh.
