You stand and take one of my hands in yours and lead me wordlessly to the bedroom. I position myself over you, pressing myself against you. Telugu sex And a brand new harness for the bed that you spread yourself out between, wriggling eagerly, waiting for me to bind you. I love feeling you. It’s still only evening, afterall. For getting home late and making you feel neglected. Not sure if it’s like permission, or a plea, but it works either way. I don’t want to hurt you, or myself, and you’re still clenching often and hard enough to make that a possibility. And yet it makes you more eager. You can taste yourself on my lips, and I think I can taste a little of me. Now the smile is triumph. New sheets that I’m sure the both of us will regret staining so horribly later…. I bind your wrists first, brushing my lips lightly against yours
