The table we used was just across the pool fencing to sit things over onto it. Control… Desi sex Where is that loving, honest, kind, caring, honest woman? You are going to take that fucking job in the other side of the country you told me about, you are going to stay away from her, you are going to get therapy. I’m going to… It…”
My voice shakes as I nears my climax, my legs trembling uncontrollably. We had done this a few times over the last couple of years. Keep begging for it”
The torture continues, as my sweaty body trembling with each cruel wave of electricity as Trina tortures my with the sweetest denial of pleasure I’ve ever experienced. Please consider this warning as you embark on this journey and enjoy the interplay of truth and fantasy woven skillfully together. She continues taking pictures, regardless of my pleas or complaints of pain.
