"s****l pleasure is, I agree, a passion to which all others are subordinate but in which they all unite."
~Marquis de Sade
He unhook my bra and my breast spill forward into his waiting palms and he fondle them delicately. My eyes shut and I moan as he kisses over my exposed breast down my belly and he drops down on his kneels and unbuckles my belt and unzip my jean and pulls it down along with my panties and when he has them undone, he looks up into my eyes and I stroke his hair, drunk and dizzy with undisclosed desires.
"Se riesci a vederti in questo momento, ti renderai conto che non è necessario combattermi. Non è chiaro? Lo vuoi anche tu (If you can see yourself right now you will realize there is no need to fight me.) Isn't it clear? You want this too." He gets up and kisses me har
