Her Breasts

Yes.  They are breasts.  Not tits.  They are v. large, silky breasts with the perfect perky nipples just begging to be sucked.  Round with pinkish brown nipples staring at me hard and alert – demanding my lips and tongue.

Her mocha skin is so soft I could dive in. I had the pleasure of licking certain parts of her body and I swear I couldn’t get enough. It was like swimming in a pool that I never wanted to leave.   Her rubenesque curves were killing, her shaved head felt so soft, every part of her was delicate and soft for someone so, so deliciously sturdy.

How did I get so lucky? I never let my sexual desire get out of control and she likes that.  She wants to be in control and I want her to lead me.

A bare pussy awaits me.  Im waiting patiently to be fucked out of my mind.

Yours truly,

your kinky courtesan xx

I'm a writer and a lover not a fighter, except if I really want something.

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