02-19-2017, 10:09 PM
After the last powerful orgasm of the two, Mounee lost consciousness for a few minutes.Unconsciously, he adopted the usual fetal posture when he was alone in the bed of his room:Arms crossed in the chest and hands proytegiendo his sensitive nipples, the spine folded towards dendro and the legs glued to the abdomen. A thread of sperm sprouted from his wounded and narrow hole dripping over one of her soft thighs. As if from a reflex act, he took one of his fingers towards his asshole and introduced again those remains of seed .. he did not want to waste a drop of that valuable seed. Then he took Edmond's scent finger into his mouth and began to suckle like a child.
Naked and in that position, seen a few meters away, he himself was the graphic representation of a dormant seed waiting for a cloud, a cloud that brings rain, rain that brings a drop, a single drop of water is enough to make germinate life In an arid and dry desert. The sucking motions of his jaws made Mounee fall asleep after the stress and tension he experienced during that day. In all, it was eight long, endless hours since he arrived at his DOM home and until Edmond decided to impregnate him. Eight hours of psychological torture to which Mounee was not accustomed, and in addition, the impotence of not being able to express with correctness and detail what he was feeling to be a language he did not master, made matters even worse. The right side of his brain did not correctly translate what the left felt, his mind was set against his heart, and to top it all off, Edmond became confused about Mounee's true and sincere intentions.
And yet, the digestion was on its way ... all its organs and each of the cells of Mounee were slowly absorbing and nourishing the semen that Edmond had deposited in the interior of his submissive. Mounee whispered asleep: "Edmond, Edmond Who are you really? In what line of my hand were you written that I have never read you?" "Do not be angry with me because I do not know how to understand your orders quickly and effectively, I do not know you yet ... but I love you desperately. trust me, the unique and true destiny of a submissive like me is to make his man happy "
Terrible chance is love. We fall asleep, and a mischievous faerie or faerie causes us to wake up and worship the first stranger who crossesin our path.
Naked and in that position, seen a few meters away, he himself was the graphic representation of a dormant seed waiting for a cloud, a cloud that brings rain, rain that brings a drop, a single drop of water is enough to make germinate life In an arid and dry desert. The sucking motions of his jaws made Mounee fall asleep after the stress and tension he experienced during that day. In all, it was eight long, endless hours since he arrived at his DOM home and until Edmond decided to impregnate him. Eight hours of psychological torture to which Mounee was not accustomed, and in addition, the impotence of not being able to express with correctness and detail what he was feeling to be a language he did not master, made matters even worse. The right side of his brain did not correctly translate what the left felt, his mind was set against his heart, and to top it all off, Edmond became confused about Mounee's true and sincere intentions.
And yet, the digestion was on its way ... all its organs and each of the cells of Mounee were slowly absorbing and nourishing the semen that Edmond had deposited in the interior of his submissive. Mounee whispered asleep: "Edmond, Edmond Who are you really? In what line of my hand were you written that I have never read you?" "Do not be angry with me because I do not know how to understand your orders quickly and effectively, I do not know you yet ... but I love you desperately. trust me, the unique and true destiny of a submissive like me is to make his man happy "
Terrible chance is love. We fall asleep, and a mischievous faerie or faerie causes us to wake up and worship the first stranger who crossesin our path.