It’s hard to feign watching television with her standing in
front of it announcing that it was time for me to please her. She’d acted as if I were her slave, bound to
her beck and call. I’d be damned if I wasn't going to get her to at least work
for my attention. Needless to say my
will and cemented thought crumbled the moment she peeled away her shirt
exposing her milk white breast and delicious pink nipples. As she shimmied her jeans and panties down
her thighs I hungrily asked what she wanted me to do first.
Photo Title: Curves
Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Saz Ripe
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