The City of Submission: Marked in Boston π₯΅ππ¦
What started as just a fantasyβheβd always dreamed of a woman taking his manhood. But when he saw that I was in town, that fantasy wasnβt enough anymore. He called me, practically begging, βI need that dick π«πwhile youβre here.β The desperation in his voice told me he was ready, and I was more than ready to make his first time unforgettable.π
I told him to come over, and when he arrived, it was clear he was nervous but eager. That tight little white sissy hole π³οΈ had never been touched before, and knowing Iβd be the first to claim it, I was ready to leave my markπ¦. But before I did, I opened the curtains wideβso the entire city ποΈ of Boston could see what was about to happen. I wanted everyone to know I was the one opening him up, claiming him for the first time.πͺπ½π₯΅
When I slid inside him, he couldnβt hold back. Every inch of him surrendered to me, and I didnβt stop until I had him completely under my controlπ«£. By the time I was done, I creampied himπ¦π¦ so deep, it was undeniableβhe was mine. That hole belonged to me now, marked for good.
Before I sent him on his way, I made sure he understood the new rules.
βͺ βFrom now on, that ass is mine,β I told him. β¦.
βͺβAnd if anyone else wants a taste, theyβll have to ask my permission first.β