In this moment, he takes my heart as well as my body.
Alessandra TorreI needed the moment of backbone — at a time when I feel I am losing all the pieces that make me, me.
Alessandra TorreFor us, silence is all we have ever known. I do not speak because I do not know what to say. He does not speak because he has no interest in talking.
Alessandra TorreBut on this man the look was different. Hungry and possessive, he ate me with his stare, with the blatant desire that he made no attempt to hide.
Alessandra TorreBut this is the first time I’ve been attracted to a patron. I don’t know if it’s the mystery, the money, the perfect features, or the cock, but I want him.
Alessandra TorreI will not love you. I will have no use for you other than sex and photo ops. That is something you might want to consider when making your decision.
Alessandra TorreHe is cold to the point of being an asshole. A demander instead of an asker — expecting me to perform as instructed. But that is what I am — a hired orgasm-deliverer.
Alessandra TorreDuring these minutes, he owns me, regardless of the money or the orders. I am fully and completely his.
Alessandra TorreIt is a sad moment when I sit back and take a critical inventory of my life. I have never allowed myself to dwell on it.
Alessandra TorreThe best sex of my life has officially wiped me out, every muscle a relaxed mess of orgasmy uselessness. He breathes hard, staring at me, then wipes his mouth and hops off the bed, walking bare assed out of the room.
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