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afternoon sunlight bathed the city in gold as I stepped out for a special lunch with WH,
my heart fluttering with anticipation. Wrapped in a sleek black dress, I carried a secret
beneath—delicate lace, soft stockings held by a garter, and the quiet thrill of
knowing that desire was waiting for me at every turn. My six-inch heels clicked softly
against the pavement, a steady rhythm to match the excitement thrumming in my chest. Before I left, I had set the stage for something intimate, something ours alone. My photographer, my patient and devoted love, was to remain blindfolded in my absence, left only with the sound of his own breath and the ache of longing. The anticipation between us deepened with every passing moment, the kind of ache that makes reunion all the sweeter. When I returned, I found him waiting, his hands resting in his lap, his breathing steady but expectant. I leaned in, pressing my lips close to his ear, letting my voice fall into a whisper—soft, slow, deliberate. I told him everything. All the naughty details, The glances exchanged over candlelight, the way my pulse quickened under the weight of WH’s gaze, the way my body had responded to the touch of his hand on my nylon clad leg the unspoken electricity in the air. I spoke of laughter, of teasing touches, of moments stolen just out of sight. The warmth of his throbbing member as I brought him to a complete state of exhaustion. With every word, I felt the tension in him grow, his restraint unraveling thread by thread. My fingers trailed along his jawline, down his chest, teasing the places I knew made him shiver. I let the silence stretch, let the weight of my words sink in before I finally freed him from the blindfold. The way his lips found mine, the way his hands gripped my waist, told me everything I needed to know—he had been waiting for this moment as much as I had. Oh what a finish, let me know your thoughts xxoo mynaughtynails@yahoo.com . There is a video for the naughty list members. This time the naughty list is: This Time Darling is #1 followed by Tork in #2 followed by WH at #3 |
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