Memory or fantasy?

An inauspicious start to my owning Marina’s cunt for 48 hours.

Marina has given me 48 hours in which I own her cunt. And there are all sorts of fun aspects of this. Among those aspects? I have an hour of her time to budget today. These are my instructions to her.

Would you like to know how Marina will be spending the next 48 hours?

Am I writing about you?

In which Marina gives me a tour of her bikinis.

My “quarantine buddy.”

My hunger is easily gratified. If not satisfied.

I bought Marina a collar. It was just a little big….

In which I reach (one of) Marina’s limits.

She thought she was waving good-bye to me.