Dear Jay,
I don’t know if there is anything that can make up for my sheer ineptitude in the kitchen or in any situation that can be considered “roughing it.”
I just know that I am your dirty little whore in the bedroom, or by the campfire, or anywhere else you decide to use me for your pleasure. You can do anything you want to me. Even things I don’t want you to do. Especially things I don’t want you to do. Do something horrible to me, please? I want you to. I’m begging you to.
Would you like me to pump your cock up and down my ass? Would you like to feed me your cum just as you pull your cock fresh out of my gaping asshole? Would you like me to clean your cock off with my mouth so you wouldn’t need to wash up afterwards? I’ll do anything you want. Anything you want.
Love and lust,
May Ling Su
May, you have such a way with words. I can only one-hand wonder what Jay thought (and commenced to do) when he read your love & lust letter of contrition. You bad bad girl. Ask and ye shall receive.
Jeepers Heck, here it is Oct 30th, and I’ve only just now read this. I need to visit your site more often. I spend more time trying to get at the real you, I forget to check out the virtual May. Hunny – I love you. Can I get a rain check…?