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Morgan rode me around the house. From room to room we went, she kept whipping my naked back, my ass臀部 — the buttocks and my legs. Finally, exhausted, I fell flat on the floor and she stood up over me, her arms crossed over her gleaming full breasts乳房 — a woman's chest and smiled an arrogant, proud smile. She had broken the stallion in.

She climbed on top of me. We made love that night, reaching heights of passion that neither of us had known before. We never discussed that first night together. I guess because we both knew there were no words to describe the passion we had released in ourselves. It was enough to know we both had experienced it. We knew also that our life together had changed completely.

And now, after six years of marriage, I still rush eagerly home to my wife. Her wardrobe of the finest leathers of different colors (although black is her favorite) and her collection of boots in every height, all with slender spike like heels. She still wears fashionable cocktail dresses to parties and dinners, but at home she loves to dress for me because she knows my fetish恋物 — a strong sexual focus on one thing empowers her. She is more exciting to me every day. I would match her with any of the Mistresses女主人 — a woman who leads a submissive partner out there. And further, we belong to each other.

To be Continued in the March Issue of Predominant