You never looked so beautiful, tied to that chair. head thrown back in ecstasy and pain. And you never looked so happy, tied so tight to the bed Your arms and legs spread-eagled in praise but my darling, I never wanted you more... bent over the desk, a bright red fire upon your cheeks, murmuring thanks in a language all of your own, sighs and whispers.
A few years ago, after texting and chatting, I arranged to meet this lovely lady in temple bar for a drink I arrive late and soon spot her She is all made up, wearing a slutty, tight red outfit just as I asked, Sitting on a stool, legs crossed, showing off her silk stockings (another request). Her hair is like golden waves cascading on her shoulders. She spots me and her lips smile imperceptibly, shining with bright red lipstick Gorgeous. ...