The curtains billow in the warm breeze. 'For Your Love' serenades us. My fingers travel down his firm
organ. I gently rake my nails along the entire shaft. It responds to my touch. I feel his long elegant fingers weave through my hair. He gently pushes me lower as he lifts himself towards my lips. It's time. We both need it. I wet my lips and wrap them around him. His fingers pull at my hair then push. All he wants is for me to take it all in...but not yet. I am in control. A concept he is not used to. I move between his legs. His fingers now twist at the sheets in an attempt to control his desire. Again, I smile. I dip my fingers into the icy vodka and then touch them to his lips. His tongue expertly figure eights around the tips. The thought of that tongue tantalizing between my legs leaves me dizzy. As I move back to my position between his legs my breasts close around his hard on. I slide up and down it allowing it to be engulfed between them. Could he actually be getting harder? Bigger? Oh, I am going to enjoy this.
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A Fantasy Love Affair
Historia CortaWhat would you give for just one night with the Persian Prince? One night of ecstasy...unbelievable pleasure. A dalliance with Freddie would definitely take your breath away.
