Plus sil vous plait - More please - 😘😘😘
The event was a hyper-masculine Crypto event sponsored and created to spend money, be flashy and be sure that EVERYONE sees. A lot of glitz and glamour. Women in short dresses and men with short fuses. The aesthetic was red..Red was everywhere..like a valentines day decoration massacre. The bonus is that it made her super horny. Like some type of tantra seminar sex vibes or a “ Sandals (sponsors are welcomed to my pen 😏🤝) sex retreat”. The passion of the event began peaking when we went to get the Phantom from the valet.
The place was a circus and it was going to take too long to get the Phantom from where the fuck it was. The patients apparently were running the asylum on this night and this car retrieval was ground zero. Crazy “fuck you” money and dare i prove it jitters were palpable. So we snuck away from the drama. She had the most beautiful black dress pressing against her long legs and honey brown skin. The slit on her dress came to her hip. It flowed to her ankles exposing her black strapped heels. Her back was fully exposed and her neck bone looked like an actual treat.
I grabbed her hand and we sprinted from the showoff energy and found a quiet place near the ocean. The waves were loud and the breeze was chilly. She had a a red silk scarf around her neck. I pushed it to the side and began kissing her shoulder working down to her delicate hands. I arrived to her finger tips and began to suck them slowly. Her gentle moan sent a rocket flare to my entire body.
We were both excited. Though we were close, we had never been this close. The timing was right and we planned to get closer tonight. The stubby limo arrived before we had a chance to move things further. We slid into the car and she immediately jumped onto my chest. Her knees on either side she put her hand on my mouth. Her perfume was the scent of a wedding banquet hall, full of sweetness and vanilla tones.
“Just one thing,”she said, “Tonight, I want you to do all the work. Tonight I want you to handcuff me.” My mind began racing..Super excited to make her feel good. But where will we start and where am i going to get handcuffs. I took her silk scarf and said. “Put your hands up like this.” She suspended them above her head. I gently used all of my boy scout knot tying skills to secure her little digits making sure she was unable to touch herself.
I began to lick around her “other” lips…Gently and softly. Like the licks of an ice cream cone she melted with each lick. The drive was going to take a while and luckily the partition was closed (this way “Peaches” could get all nasty ).. She began to rock her hips on my face. Her rhythm was like a cheerleader. She really was swaying like ready, OK! My body was rock hard…Dwayne The Rock Johnson HARD. And then i realized we didn’t set any boundaries. Kind of a buzz kill but i wanted the night to edge into the morning. So I said “this is the rule : I will do everything, all you have to say is ‘more please.’ But if you say ‘more’ that means I will continue until I make you cum and until your legs shake with pleasure. Can you commit to that?”
To be be continued 🥂
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