A Good Girl's Log of Accountability RSS

A random yet detailed account of orgasms and enlightenment.

Archive

Oct
6th
Mon
permalink
My sleep-deprived delirium of this Monday morning is being intermittently interrupted by flashbacks of last night’s erotic antics.  Even amidst mediocre restrictions (thin walls, silly tolls, and constrictive condoms to start…), K, T, and I started to explore the seemingly endless possibilities between, around, under, and on top of one another.  That hotel room was my version of Disney World for a few short hours.  Favorite ride: being hogtied and locked in from both ends as T was fucking my face with his gorgeous cock and K was fucking my dripping pussy with her beautiful glass dildo; literally, all I could do was hang on.

My sleep-deprived delirium of this Monday morning is being intermittently interrupted by flashbacks of last night’s erotic antics.  Even amidst mediocre restrictions (thin walls, silly tolls, and constrictive condoms to start…), K, T, and I started to explore the seemingly endless possibilities between, around, under, and on top of one another.  That hotel room was my version of Disney World for a few short hours.  Favorite ride: being hogtied and locked in from both ends as T was fucking my face with his gorgeous cock and K was fucking my dripping pussy with her beautiful glass dildo; literally, all I could do was hang on.