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She stood in the room, nude from the waist up. Her dark brown hair falling softly over her shoulders, touching the top of the tattoos only she could tell you the meanings for. She knew, now that he was here, she could have her way; her fantasy…
With her back to him, she waited patiently, knowing he would hesitate. He did, but not for long. She soon felt his breath on her neck and his hands on her shoulders, caressing her. He pushed her hair to one side, smelling Poison on her neck. He knew she was "Poison", but he couldn't stop.
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She turned to him and undid his jeans, letting them drop from his sexy, compact body. She began nudging him toward the bed. "Do you trust me?" she asked, her voice husky with passion. "You know I'd never hurt you."
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She pushed him toward the bed. This was her fantasy…
She took two silk scarves and tied both of his hands securely to the bedposts. Then she did the same with his feet. She now had him spread-eagle in her bed. Next she took another scarf and blindfolded him. She wanted him to feel what it was like to not see what was coming. In the Amatorki past couple of months, that was the way he had done her. He would tell her "no," then change his mind.
She lay on the bed next to him, her body touching his. Her tongue flicked against his left ear, her breath warm asian nude against his neck. Her hand caressed his chest as her tongue slipped warmly along his neck. As her hand moved steadily down, so did her tongue.
When she reached his nipples, she bit him playfully, then sucked for just a second. Her hand moving steadily down, tracing penis enlargement circles as she went lower. Her hand bypassed his already hardening cock and went to the inside of his thigh. She raked her nails up the inside of his thigh, just enough to let him know she was there. asian nude She then slid her hand up to cup his balls. He moaned softly, knowing what she was going to do next. Her tongue had stopped just under his belly button. He felt her shift on the bed.
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