I left kind of quickly after we had finished. I was full of scratches and bite marks, but the girls’ skin had even more memories of the night. NicoleArt’s throat was adorned with a big red mark, and Pussycat’s ass was sore from the spanking. They loved it. Especially Pussycat who, a couple of hours later, added me as a friend on LoveClub. She even messaged me saying that we could meet sometime again.
Only the two of us, though.
“Why not?” I replied.
All of our meetings from then counted as separate adventures, and I wrote down them all into my memoire. Pussycat proved to be an essentially more exciting person than NicoleArt was. It was already obvious at the beginning that I had found another soul mate, different from Daemon and Mary. I came across someone who enjoyed living the wonderf
