Bondage Fetish
As the sun rose out from between the mountains, the birds started to chirp, and a fresh scent of air filled the room. I rose, and stretched out and before I knew it, Trish was up. I grabbed her arm, and pulled her out of bed, and we proceded to the bathroom, where we jumped into the shower. After we got each other together, we decided to take a ride down to the local gun shop since we had forgotten one of our tools of love. We got to the gun shop, and Trish picked out a pair of gold plated handcuffs that we both liked, so I bought them.
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