Cropped blonde. Porn Blue eyes, and unusually a monocle. “Shall we enter?”
The hot breath on Kay’s neck reignited the tingle between her legs. “Lusting after me as I parade around…”
Absentmindedly her hand found itself between her legs. Black high heels, what she presumed were stockings, and her monocle. The handle was much like the handle of an old sword, it was polished smooth at the pommel, the top eight inches having a pronounced curvature, towards another bulbous lump further down at the hilt, the rest of the stick then tapered straight towards the floor. We shall be expecting you in the main reading room at 8pm sharp. But then there will be much expected of you. You will present yourself to each man…”
Cristel skilfully managed to slide her fingers in
