A continuation of Wishful Thinking. Reality: The silence of the forest echoed around us as we walked. Suddenly, everything had become so much more intense. My nostrils flared inhaling air so crisp and clean that it burned y the inside of my nose. My eyes felt glazed over as we walked, as if I had just been hypnotised by his cock. Cheeks still flushed, heart still racing several minutes after we started to head back to the car. It was not long before we reached a clearing where the sedan lie in wait. Silently, we entered the vehicle, the doors clapping closed behind us. “Daddy is proud of… Läs mer

Wishful Thinking Gabryelle Sabretooth June 6, 2025 “I’m going out for a walk!” I said as I grabbed my grey knit cardigan, quickly wrapping myself inside its warmth. Within a few steps, I climbed the stairs from my basement room and headed to the right, to the garage. I closed the door behind me and made my way outside the garage, taking in the crisp, clean morning Canadian air. Down the driveway led to the street. Turning left onto the street, I glanced around nervously, for waiting me was someone my loins yearned for. After a few short moments of walking, I reached another crossroads and t… Läs mer