I am the Devil, and L is my Master.
L wrote me a wonderful poem … and I felt it had to be preserved forever. Jag längtar efter att han kommer till mig alldeles hård, han gör mig våt. Ögonblicken när han penetrerar mig och delar sin varma säd är de lyckligaste i mitt liv. Kom igen, i mig … in Swedish Ég þrái…
Ð fills me with so much energy… ..
We decide it was time to L also appear in #LingerieDay. ..
The piercings on my nipples made them more sensitive at the same time they stagnated the strange pain I felt when they were touched. The idea was to replace the former with larger, wider piercings after healing. After six months it was time for the exchange. But I didn’t get the pair and I decided…
After almost a year, I did the tenth ear piercing. There is little left for the goal of a dozen. I hope to reach you by the end of the year (if I’m brave, before that). For now, count to ten with me. ..
Slave to Love – Bryan Ferry.
L has incredible, illuminated eyes. I love the way he looks at me: hungry and full of lust.
Finally, Ð pierced her tits. They will be wonderful in a white sheer top. Our next meeting will be wonderful. She was brave and made a video of the process. Yes, Ð, no pain, no gain. But I bet it worth.