There was a breeze that day. As she expressed to him in return to his confessions. Porn Yes, that looked close to a collar and the pearl it’s tag. “I am yours, my Lord”. She let out a moan which was captured into his lips. There was a breeze that day. Except for the few smacks on her flanks from her lover, she’d never felt the lash of a whip. Leah felt the handle of the whip pressed to her scalp. These things belonged to him already. Then came the whistle Leah had feared since the day she’d laid eyes on the little whip. now Ian was asking her to make it definite.
