βYouβll never trust me again,β I say, because I know itβs true. His eyes drop to my mouth and his hand tightens imperceptibly on my bicep. For a moment, I think heβs going to agree with me. But he only says as he lets go of my arm, βYouβre going to need your safe word in the coming weeks.β And I know thatβs true too.
ANNA OOP-
— Mar 29, 2020 03:11PM
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