“Where the waters do agree, it is quite wonderful the relief they give.”
~ Jane Austen
The waters fall, washing away her smell but it can never clean me.
I’m forever dirtied by her.
I reach between my thighs, I am sore from her taking of me. She will laugh when I tell her. She will say I wanted it. That I spread my legs for her with wild abandon and let her fuck me. I will mention the cuffs, being tied to the bed, she will say, you like it when I make you.
I will blush at her words. She will smile at her rightness
The waters falls, but I will never be clean.
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@mollyskiss beautiful pictures