I was blind as his hands ran across my body. Each inch he moved sent sparks showering down
my spine crashing into the heat building between my legs. He knew he tortured me. He was enjoying every damn second of it. My eyes although open saw nothing save for
the white silk pressed against my brow.
I was left to savor his seduction by using my other senses. His tongue traced places I never thought I
would enjoy. He was a master with his
fingers and soft touch. Soon, I was
begging him for more and he graciously obliged.
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