Sephalla, My Nightmare. Ch. 9: Cum Cravings
Chapter 9: Cum Cravings It’s Sephalla’s week, so…her rules apply. My week, starting next Monday. Then things flip, and I’m in control, and she’s fully in the role of submissive. And then we flip, again, as per the arrangement. The dirty deal, to satisfy both of us in terms of switching things up. Yesterday, she fucked my arse for the first time. Thirty inches of demonic horse dick rammed into my human innards, resulting in an orgasm like no other. Resulting, as well, in a belly loaded to the limits with a virile volume of nightmare spooge. A wonderful way to start things off, at least. To set the tone: that when Seph is in charge, in the role of Mistress , I’m little more than a cocksleeve for her needs. Yet for all the roughness, the effortless domination, Sephalla treats me with tremendous affection. As I laid there on the floor yesterday afternoon, she lay beside me, only the slightest hint of meanness escaping her perfect mouth when she laughed – and I joined i...