Richard
And flooded with lust and hormones as I am, reality crashes home to me.
Elizabeth….
I gave her my permission….
…. My blessing
She hasn't given hers….
Not for this….
The subs have the power….
And I can't do this. This part of me belongs to my Elizabeth.
My wife.
My balls are tight. My c**k aches. I want to f**k Charlotte
But I can't do this to Elizabeth.
“Um…. I’ll sit this one out if you don’t mind,” I say.
“As you wish,” says James, looking perplexed. Charlotte’s face falls.
But Michael meets my eyes, murmuring something to Elizabeth then moving away from her, pushing her towards me.
She has that sweet-eyed sleepy-happy face I know so well. She’s smiling, holding out her arms to me, but I can see she is already drooping, drowsy with post-orgasmic languour
“Thank yo
