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BDSM
Date: 5/3/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: big_zap, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
embers within smoldering flames she kept deep inside and away from all. Whatever the outcome, she was going to be different, and for some reason this was not a bad thing. Not bad at all. Descending the stairs with a hop, skip, and a small leap she landed cleanly in front of her car. Unlocking her door, she seated herself smoothly behind the wheel, shut herself in, and began the long trek to see the prospective new firefly in her jar. Fiddling with the radio, she flipped from station to station and from song to song without much of anything capable of stemming her nerves. As if anything could at this moment. Finally, she shut it off in favor of her CD player. What a Godsend it was for long drives alone to and from new places and new experiences, she thought. Oh, my. Figures. The disc she had left in her car was a burned copy of an artist he had turned her on to. She was a singer born in Canada with a powerful voice and a tender heart. The artist's life has led her all over the world, though, and in some ways she has lived as a gypsy. A traveller with something to say. Something to sing, and sing she could. The artist's name? Tara MacLean. The music had such a soothing tone that it would at various times in her car ride steal her away from her thoughts of the impending meeting and lead her back more toward a state of numbed bliss. Such a beautiful voice, she thought, when arguably her favorite Tara song came on the radio as the first wave of lazy raindrops pelted her car. ...