A Fistful of Hair…

My hair is growing longer.  You know just how to pull it.  A fistful of hair.  A strong grip around my large, round ass.  My knee finds your inseam.  My tongue finds the lobe of your ear.  Your hand grabs my breasts, hard. Our clothes are still on. Perfectly choreographed foreplay.

Every time you pull and look into my eyes the space between my legs gets wetter.  A dirty mind is incredibly powerful.  A dirty look even more powerful.  It may sound cliche but this kind of intensity is anything but…

Let your primal man out on me.  Spit in my mouth.  Grab my neck and watch carefully…the torturous look we exchange…

Inhale deeply into the strands of my hair.  I am yours by a fistful of hair.

Music mood:  Lana Del Rey “Florida Kilos”  – I feel you, pretty baby, feel me,Turn it up hot, lovin’ you is free.”

Yours truly,

your kinky courtesan xx