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Bridget likes pain. “Not a lot.” she says. “But a little pain makes me feel alive, and enslaved. It makes me feel like I belong to someone. Hurt me a little, then be gentle and I fall over myself to please him.”
Bridget lives two doors down. She’s a teacher. A mom. She goes to church. Bright. Perky. And a little dark. 

Bridget likes pain. “Not a lot.” she says. “But a little pain makes me feel alive, and enslaved. It makes me feel like I belong to someone. Hurt me a little, then be gentle and I fall over myself to please him.”

Bridget lives two doors down. She’s a teacher. A mom. She goes to church. Bright. Perky. And a little dark. 

Tricia’s story: “My ex husband has a big cock. It’s over eight inches long. And thick. And what I have learned is that men with big cocks dominate you. They fill you till it hurts. You are theirs and your worship is expected. 
“But a man with a normal sized cock fits everywhere. They fill you just fine. And you can take them deep in your mouth without gagging. You can let them in your ass without fear. I adore my lover with his average cock. He doesn’t expect to have his cock worshiped, which is why I worship his. I adore it. I’ll take it anywhere he wants to put it. And I am worshiped in return. That’s what a woman really wants. “ 

Tricia’s story: “My ex husband has a big cock. It’s over eight inches long. And thick. And what I have learned is that men with big cocks dominate you. They fill you till it hurts. You are theirs and your worship is expected. 

“But a man with a normal sized cock fits everywhere. They fill you just fine. And you can take them deep in your mouth without gagging. You can let them in your ass without fear. I adore my lover with his average cock. He doesn’t expect to have his cock worshiped, which is why I worship his. I adore it. I’ll take it anywhere he wants to put it. And I am worshiped in return. That’s what a woman really wants. “ 

Bridget likes pain. “Not a lot.” she says. “But a little pain makes me feel alive, and enslaved. It makes me feel like I belong to someone. Hurt me a little, then be gentle and I fall over myself to please him.”
Bridget lives two doors down. She’s a teacher. A mom. She goes to church. Bright. Perky. And a little dark. 

Bridget likes pain. “Not a lot.” she says. “But a little pain makes me feel alive, and enslaved. It makes me feel like I belong to someone. Hurt me a little, then be gentle and I fall over myself to please him.”

Bridget lives two doors down. She’s a teacher. A mom. She goes to church. Bright. Perky. And a little dark. 

Tricia’s story: “My ex husband has a big cock. It’s over eight inches long. And thick. And what I have learned is that men with big cocks dominate you. They fill you till it hurts. You are theirs and your worship is expected. 
“But a man with a normal sized cock fits everywhere. They fill you just fine. And you can take them deep in your mouth without gagging. You can let them in your ass without fear. I adore my lover with his average cock. He doesn’t expect to have his cock worshiped, which is why I worship his. I adore it. I’ll take it anywhere he wants to put it. And I am worshiped in return. That’s what a woman really wants. “ 

Tricia’s story: “My ex husband has a big cock. It’s over eight inches long. And thick. And what I have learned is that men with big cocks dominate you. They fill you till it hurts. You are theirs and your worship is expected. 

“But a man with a normal sized cock fits everywhere. They fill you just fine. And you can take them deep in your mouth without gagging. You can let them in your ass without fear. I adore my lover with his average cock. He doesn’t expect to have his cock worshiped, which is why I worship his. I adore it. I’ll take it anywhere he wants to put it. And I am worshiped in return. That’s what a woman really wants. “ 

About:

Chronicaler and photographer of erotic lives. Some of these are my own photographs, some are simply found. If one is yours, and you can prove it, I will happily remove the offending shot. The stories are real, from people I have known.

If you would like to share stories, pictures or simply start a conversation, my e-mail is paul.mystere@yahoo.com.

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