As I struggled to open my eyes when I heard the sound of SG's bike. The images of our Saturday night began to fill my head. I looked up to SG's smile. I motioned for him to lay down beside me while I tried to find the morning. It was already 10:00. Geezzz who sleeps that late.
SG asked that I tell about this Sunday morning but it is going to be especially difficult. I do not know how it all happened. There was tenderness. I was kissed and my pussy was licked and sucked until I came. I was flogged. I came. I was fucked. I came. He came inside me and I went off. My body felt like i was going into shock. He held me and helped me breath the way he taught me. I tremorred and twitched and then i seemed calm. And then he kissed me and I cam so hard it flooded the towels and shot down to the floor. My body started reliving all the stimulus from the night before. I felt the flogger's sting on my back and the electricity in my breasts. My body began to shake and convulse again as wave after wave of orgasm flooded me. SG said I continued to cum for an additional 15 minutes without him touching me.. except to hold me and make sure i was ok.
He finally sat me up and had me drink some water. I definitely had that "where am I feeling" "Why is my room such a mess?" "What are we doing here?" "Did you do that?" "Do you own me now?"



