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THE SWINGtranslated from Italian with a translator! I apologize for any mistakes*quot;Do you remember when we only had a virtual relationship? What did my submissive write to me, what feelings did she feel?*quot;She waited a few seconds before answering undecided if the questions were finished but my silence made her understand that I was waiting for the answers and did not want to make me wait too long*quot;Yes Sir, I remember very well that difficult period for me that brought me here on my knees in front of you, as well as the sensations I experienced every time I read an email, whatever it contained.What I started as a game slowly turned into desire and then into need *quot;She thought I would stop her but I remained silent to keep her going and listen to the words with a smile on her lips*quot;I wrote that I felt my cunt run down every time I İkitelli Escort saw the email icon. I was continually wet. It was enough for me to think, and over time it happened continuously. I felt guilty if I couldn't contact her even though she knew perfectly well that I couldn't . I started to feel different, freer and ... more slutty *quot;*quot;so?*quot; I said this point to make her understand that I wanted it to continue?I had found serenity and happiness thanks to a stranger who understood everything about me without even looking at me. I felt understood and therefore happy! And now I'm here in front of her to show her my submission, the acceptance of my role, and this in complete freedom. Freedom that I have gained thanks to her *quot;I took my head in my hands and pulled her face up to see what I knew I would find. Escort İkitelli In fact, her eyes were swollen, full of vainly held tears, given the two signs of mascara that dripped from them.I knew they were tears of happiness and I was almost moved by the deep feeling that I read in those beautiful blue eyes over her *quot;French*quot; nose (or potato like she claimed) and that fleshy and eager mouth.This had always been his waiting position from the beginning. Kneeling in front of me with my mouth level with my cock.Her desire increased with the passage of time and smelling my smell, sniffing it continuously, put her in a condition of continuous excitement, which would later serve her to overcome any obstacle in order to satisfy me.It was the beginning of the swing when you are sitting still and they give İkitelli Escort Bayan you the first slow push, when in a few words the game begins and with it the fun.The succession of oscillation, forward and backward, forward and backward, faster and higher and higher was nothing more than the continuation of that initial push.I am the one who pushes her, who starts the game and who stops him when he gets tired.Above, towards the pleasure that will always be stopped by the force of gravity, the pain, which brings it back towards the starting point and then upwards, again the pleasure, but on the opposite side and then again the descent of the pain, to then go up again to pleasure and so on.The pinnacle of pleasure rises more and more and with it the pain necessary to block it.Yes I have to admit that sometimes I am sadistic. But not in the strict sense of the word (I don't like sadists) but because the pain that I afflict will never be up to the pleasure and therefore the greatest *quot;pain*quot; that she will experience will be that of not being able to enjoy.That's just in case you can't control yourself