Two weeks ago we went to the resale shop to find the oldest most rickety plastic chair we could find. We had an agreement, she wasn’t allowed to cum until that chair was broken by her sitting in it. Fueled by a 24/7 dorm cafeteria, copious joints, and the lax rules of zoom college, we spent the next few weeks making sure she was PIGGING out. 4 meals a day, edging when I brought back food. Midnight waddles to the caf for back to back to back ice creams. It was the best of times, really when my feeder kink started to hit its stride.
I remember it was like 2am. We were in the living room hitting our pen (roomates moved out). She was naked in the chair spread out and so godamn flabby. I told her to get in the chair, spread her legs, and explain why she couldn’t see her p*ssy. She sat in it, pulled her legs back and out blew one of back legs of the chair. After walking over and making sure she was okay, the first words out of her mouth was “may I please ride you till I cum now”
I remember it was like 2am. We were in the living room hitting our pen (roomates moved out). She was naked in the chair spread out and so godamn flabby. I told her to get in the chair, spread her legs, and explain why she couldn’t see her p*ssy. She sat in it, pulled her legs back and out blew one of back legs of the chair. After walking over and making sure she was okay, the first words out of her mouth was “may I please ride you till I cum now”
3 days