Any of the interactions we'd had before didn't compare to that.
It completely immersed me. It was as if I had been in another world, in a totally different one from the one I lived in, and the discharge of pleasure was totally the pinnacle of something I couldn't identify.
That scared me.
I had liked what he had done to me and that was something I had to deal with.
Saying the safe word was a relatively easy thing to do to set a boundary, which I was very happy to do to realize that I would respect my urge to stop. Another thing that was very easy to receive was the sweetness and post-session care that we had, what was not so easy is that after they gave me a massage and adjusted my hair, when she opened her eyes, her expression was one that I could not decipher.
Then he got more serio
