Looking forward to a night of parties and an especially intense orgy afterward Amelia has been bubbling like champagne with giddily high spirits. Crouching next me with the gag in one hand she uses the other to pet my hair back from my forehead. Her eyes twinkle merrily and her smile is just so vivacious and loving that I hesitate to continue. Am I mad to risk losing this priceless beauty? But then the throbbing pain of my c**k trying futilely to erect yet again steels my resolve to take the precipitous and fateful plunge.
“What is on your mind, my sissy little darling?”
“Well, I know I’ve been told not to bring this up. But I was really hoping that you’d let me have an orgasm for Christmas, and maybe even make real love to me like you used to. But when you didn’t I realized something.
