We met one night, riveted.
I wound up more than she'd expected.
Intense, romantic, unflappable and confident. Our eyes riveted.
She kept explaining herself to me, laughed, knowing there was no need. Her girlfriend had seduced me previously on her way to other tantric journeys. She reopened some channels that were blocked in me.
Violet wanted to lust me. When she kissed me the depth of her exposed itself and charmed me. I charmed her and caressed her. She took off her dress, showed me her lingerie and told me her real name was Christine. Saying she was a ****, she lay down on her bed and said, "Master what will you have me do?"
She whined and cooed softly as I caressed her back in the curves to her hips, lightly touching the cheeks of her **** and finally squeezing them and parting them to reveal her glistening labia. She could feel my **** throbbing...
Jul 25, 10 8:53 AM