People always ask me what my limits are and most of the time its out of the realm of possibility for most of the people I play with so I often answer, “none.” I finally realized that I do have one – fisting or any kind of finger mutilation of my cunt.
I call it my cunt. To you it is my flower. Respect it. Worship it. When you lick it do so with care . The clit is full of nerve endings with little tissue, don’t manhandle it like you do your cock when you masturbate.
When your fingers explore me, go slow. What’s the hurry? Linger awhile on my face as waves of pleasure wash over me.
Read me as you lick me. Feel my body speak to you, coaxing you into different positions.
This is how to nurture my flower so that it blooms for you.
your kinky courtesan xx