Make love to me like only you can.”
Michael quickly noted the use of his name. Next he bent her over under the guise of checking her ass cheeks for bruises. Soon they crested the height they had been driving to and as Silk exploded she passed out but not before her brain lost the battle, “I love you,” She breathed deeply into Michael’s mouth as she lost conscience. Silk wanted loving submission. She’d began reading about the lifestyle and knew that theirs was different. Soon she was bucking and he knew she was oh so close and fighting it. “When you done with that,” he said pointing toward her book, “I’d like to talk.”
Silk nodded and finished the page she was on. The relationship was strictly Master and slave. “Stand slave,” Michael ordered. They started slowing and it developed into more as time went on. She thought she might never stop. The blood rushed back to her nipple and it was so intense she started cumming even though she hadn’t been close.
