My dearest sweetest Ghetto Mistress, I implore you to forgive the wicked erotic musings of my vile tortured self. I am repeatedly visited by a demon bringing visions of your goodly self in a state of immodest nakedness begging me to join with you in a series of the most depraved acts that only the most wanton mind could imagine.
I stood in front of him in just my underwear and stilettos. I turned around slowly, so he could admire my semi naked body. I held his gaze whilst running my hands up and down the sides of my body. Barry breathed deeply and tried to resist the urge to reach out and stroke me. ‘Wow, you have been practising
I’ve bowed to your requests and gave you everything you asked for. I didn’t question or refuse your requests, I did exactly as you told me to, following your instructions to the letter; damn I even threw in a trick or two of my own. And I know you liked it my little sex pot; I know you loved every
We planned a girlie night out; just the four of us, just like old times. We even dressed the same; just like old times. Well not exactly the same but similar in style and coordinated in colours. The same rules applied but we decided to raise the stakes seeing as it was the month of love; it was all about
I must not sleep with this man tonight I thought. I quickened my pace, dragging him up the gravel path. My heels impacting with the ground was the only sound to be heard. I stopped by a tree and pulled him in for another kiss. He pinned me against the tree, holding my hands above my head and kissed my