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🌡️Episode 1🌡️
♦Mark: You know very well that I love you and to leave you is to give a not bad meaning to my life. Maybe you don't know it but you make me happy every day.
♦Me: Hmm... Is that really it?
♦Mark: I wonder why you still doubt my words after so many years of being together. I've already told you and you know it well that I can't lie. This word called "lie" does not exist in my dictionary.
♦Me: I have no doubts about you. And if I sometimes place questionable words, it's because I'm not satisfied enough to hear your sweet words that give me so much pleasure.
♦Mark: Really you there, you like freaking me out too much.
♦ Me: I have no choice, it's your love that disturbs my veins and changes the direction of my blood circulation.
♦Mark: (laughs) Ahahahah!!! Another one of the things I love about you. You know how to make me laugh and you do it perfectly with your flattery.
With these words, Mark approaches me then kisses me tenderly like a little jewel while keeping my cheeks like a precious treasure. I love it when he grabs my lips slowly and caresses my cheeks with so much passion and ardour.
He continues to progress in his passion. He caresses each of my most sensitive areas. He takes all control of my being and manipulates them as if his life depended on it. He knows every detail of my body and knows when to grab it to get me high. He knows me very well physically, bodily as much as he knows my preferences. I adore him and I love him as if he were a battery that energizes my whole being.
He manipulated me so much with his wandering fingers that I couldn't help moaning as if he was already inside me. I am no longer myself, it was impossible for me to resist him and at the same time, it gives me serious pleasure to be totally under his control and that he is playing with my body like a child's toy. I keep moaning louder every time he tenderly insists on the sensitive parts and by doing so, it drives him crazy and alive.
♦Mark: I love hearing that voice in my ears bb. It's the most beautiful melody of all time. (It keeps making me travel through space.)
♦Me: (under his influence) I'm madly in love with you and your compliments. Above all, don't stop, my cuddly toy. I like....!
He continues relentlessly, he takes his time, whatever he needs to get my soul out of my body. He undressed me while he was only in 3/4 without his t-shirt. He removed my support and began to suck my breasts, my cries of pleasure rising more than the atmosphere of a wedding ceremony. At that moment, I already saw the angels turned around me. He kept going until he started pulling my panties down, that's when I ruined that magical moment that shone like the rainbow.
♦Me: No bb... Please.
♦Mark: What is it baby, what are you afraid of?
♦Me: I can't do it now honey. I can't, please!
♦Mark: (annoyed) Why?
♦Me: I'm not ready yet and you know it very well. Please don't get angry.
♦Mark: You stab me in the back and expect me not to bleed? By what magic could that be possible!? Whore!
♦Me: I know it hurts you and believe me, it's mutual but you have to wait a little longer please. Doing it right now will make the situation much more complicated. Understands me please. If I had the choice, I would without hesitation but it's dangerous for me to do it right now.
♦Mark: Shit! Always the same refrain.
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