The lace was very black against my skin, the leather boots ending on my thighs and the purple strap on adding the only colour to my outfit when I opened the door. From my door to the bed it’s only a few steps, all the while I walked backward, candle light picking up the paleness of my hair and the shedding of his clothes as he followed me.
Mouth hot against mine, hands touching, on my body, whispered hellos, gasps, his mouth against my pussy, tongue teasing me, while my boot heels dig into his back.
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