She played vulnerable well with her alluring accent and
pursed lips but she knew what she was doing.
She knew what she wanted. A vixen
dripping with sex and intent I was her goal, there was no way I would dissuade
her, nor did I want to. She shimmied out
of her skirt exposing alabaster skin and perfect legs while I waited, throbbing
with need. “Leave the socks” I said as
she smiled falling into my arms. Her touch nearly sent me over the edge but I
resisted, that is until she grabbed my essence whispering ooh la la.
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