There’s something about taking a plow and breaking new ground. It gives you energy.

Ken Kesey
So, it wasn’t a plough, but it created furrows of sensations and pleasure.

When the wonderful Jaffa says that he has new toys that he needs to use on me, I immediately get that buzz of anticipation. Especially as I know what a delicious mind he has for the opportunities of a good pervertible.

As you can see, this was all about the gardening. I have to say that I now definitely identify as a Zen Garden for when these tines are raked over me. I was slightly less Zen and much more of a cackling delight when being poked and prodded. And, oh my, the exquisite sensation of being spanked with it.

Until yesterday, I never knew that I needed such a damn good forking!

Enjoy a little clip here.

Sinful Sunday

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