Slowly I begin to roll its moist surface
against my flesh…like a child awaiting a treat…coating my skin with its
dewy effluent. Pristine and perfect. Xxx hot Relieved, I begin to pull away. Have I erased the impatience from your gaze? I tell you to button your skirt again, as it is about
time for us to leave. I smile at this, knowing that release awaits us both,
but in a fashion we have yet never experienced. “No,” you rasp, your voice heavy with need. Part IX
Her
My body hangs, suspended and tortured from the strap that binds me so
totally…exposes me so completely. enigmatic, with a “sweetheart” neckline displaying the
full half-moons of my breasts for your approval. But for now, your body, and
your silence, will be my request.”
Your mind begins to whirl, knowing that there are things
