She wonders if this is real or not.
She awaits her lover bound by her chains, In the dark and silent room, For hours and hours. In anticipation for what she desires, His tongue on her clit. She lets out a moan, As she pulls at her chains. She imagines his tongue, Licking her slit. She lets out a groan, As her head tilts back. Feeling his tongue, Lick each swollen lip. Moaning and groaning, She pulls on her chains. ...Read On