God. Last night he came home, undressed, and immediately told me to ride him until I was satisfied. After every orgasm, he held me still by the hips and asked if the need was all gone. When I said no, he just told me to keep trying. To do my best. Finally when my legs gave out and I still wanted more, he flipped me over, railed me until I cried, filled me with cum, left me a fucked-out mess, and told me I should know by now that I could never satisfy myself without his help. Because my body and soul belong to him and him alone. I can never be fulfilled without his help. I need him.











