Enlightened self interest.

We went to bed and had a nice long negotiation, meaning that we spent a lot of time talking as we fucked. It was so hot that I woke Noah up in the middle of the night and uhm insisted that he fuck me again. Like Now.

I don’t know what rules I’m going to be capable of following. Which means I can’t set many rules on him.

This is scarier than shit.

I want.

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