quiver

lately, she’s enjoyed the clip of my hand across her ass.
it’s normally when her hair is tangled, and i’ve heard her curse my name several times.
i love taking her from behind. while i do like to see her eyes roll back when she comes, i much prefer the view of her quiver quivering around me.
oh, excuse me. i almost forgot about her!
she’s been tied to the banister the whole time i’ve been writing this.

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