"Why don't you join me?", you say as I watch you in the shower. My ankles crossing and my shoulder leans back and seeks the wall in a very James Dean-ish pose --
"No, lover - I just want to watch you" - Putting you on the spot, making you my entertainment. Your hands, they start back up to your breasts....
I know you are a bit self conscious at first, having me watch you like this, but I know your heart so I know you want to please. You go on, more thoughts pass through your mind, seeing me, looking at you. We would be making love soon in the bed, but this is just the fore play. I will have a whole night with you. I see your fingers pulling at your nipples, in that way that will make a drop of not water, but of sweet milk come out. As you do that, I see the need in you more clearly, you fill that void, that longing you have underneath. You push your fingers inside you, knowing that my cock is rising at your show, and that it will soon be inside you




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: I came as a beast seeking the adrenalin rush of fantsy with a dominated wench bound to my needs of the moment. Like the eruption of a tropical volcanoe of individual passion............
I respond having found a fantastic little voyage on the calm seas of joint arousal and drifting with the currents on the glassy sea of mutual everlasting ecstasy with that special other.
Thank you for the gift of sharing. God Bless, lee.
