Being owned – Part 13
With a sigh, I leant back. My legs were trembling, sweat was cooling on my skin. I felt his body under and behind me. Slowly it dawned on me, that this had been the first time, he had fucked me without changing his shape. And I still didn’t know his name. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. “What would you like to do?” “Um?” the question took me by surprise. “I would suggest a shower, but after that, what would you like to do today?” Looking down on my dirty legs, I smiled. “Don’t know, there’s not much I can do.” I laughed. “Except watching a movie, read or getting fucked.” “True,” he laughed as well. “And what do you prefer?” “Maybe a movie,” I shrugged. Through this movement his cock …