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That was the problem. All gay of us seek out the highest quality mate possible, in gay theory, anyway. I gay'm gay no different. When I first gay bondage got the ability gay I went after hard-to-get women. I bagged beautiful women in gay designer images cocktail dresses gay, club girls who were barely legal and the frosty chicks in bars who get drinks bought for them and then leave alone. It quickly became child's play, simple misdirection cum. I bondage plant a subtle suggestion that I'm gay rich or well connected or hung like a horse. They're all the same gay.
This time, I walk to the bed and gaycum place my hand on her cheek, guiding her eyes to mine. "Leslie, close your eyes." They close gay. "Tell me gay the name of the man you were with gay earlier today."
She's on gay the gay pill, (according to gay the form gay) but I put gay on a condom anyway. Better safe than sorry. Leslie looks surprised and I make a couple of gay last minute commands cum. I look gay at her, switching into 'master gay' mode. "Don't gay notice the rubber and remember, you're enjoying this gaycum already. In fact, you're on the verge of orgasm."
