In the depths of lockdown three, I’ll admit that I am frustrated. I want to touch, I want to tease, I want to hurt. I want to see that look of fear when I’m pushing you hard; feel your relief when I finally lift up from sitting on your face; laugh at the ridiculous lengths you’ll go to in order to please me. Realtime was at most about 15% of what I got up to prior to covid, but to go without for a whole year has been really challenging. One of the reasons I’ve always preferred to live by

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