The noisy, cricket-filled summer night---a deeper, darker night than he'd ever seen before---slowly descended and hid the moon from view, as he stood watching her undress. She stared at him. It felt like she was burning a hole right through him, not even saying a word. It was almost as if she could see everything in his heart, his soul, and his mind. She smiled coyly, signaling to him that she knew exactly what he was thinking. He couldn't help but perspire, and swallow nervously. He was thirsty, but too anxious to get a drink. The outer clothing that she wore while driving over to his place, slowly and seductively fell to the floor. When she finished, all that was left on her curvaceous, gorgeous body was a black leather waist corset, shiny stiletto heeled black boots, and a pair of miniature handcuff nipple clamps with heavy looking spiked weights hanging from them. Silently, and ever-so-slowly, she turned her back to him. He could see that she had just pulled a riding crop out of her bag. When she turned back around, she had a wicked, stern look on her face. "On your knees," she commanded.
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Well, there's a start of a sexy story for you.
What do you think?! hehehehehehehe BIG GRIN
Bye for now.
Love, Rebecca
Mmmm sexy...
The man is a gorgeous sexy BEAST!! I just want to eat him up!!
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