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To put it mildly, she was smoking hot! His eyes feasted on her Seven Till Midnight paisley bustier corset and thong, all black… and all his! She was smoldering and his cock immediately lurched, pulsed, oozed a luxurious pre-cum elixir. He thought back to his earlier visit when he sat alone by the fireplace and had glanced down on the coffee table to see an arrangement of some of her reading material. There were Victoria Secret catalogs, various women’s clothing magazines, some house decorum materials, a book on sexual techniques (that caught his attention and his breath), and one particular fashion magazine that highlighted corsets. He particularly feasted on the one featured in an open page, perhaps left that way on purpose for his view, and could never forget the name of it, as so appropriate to the presentation… “Midnight Please”. He felt more like it should be named “Midnight TEASE”. The open “paisley” lace design left little to the imagination as to covering any offered assets, and the sheer black panties clung so invitingly and enticingly to her mound. The garter straps and black net stockings complimented her tapering thighs so perfectly. She was built like a model and despite her years, past the prime of her youth, she was in stunning shape. Her rigorous and faithful workout routines worked their magic through the years and kept her tight, buff and voluptuous. She was a splendor of grace, from her alabaster neck, to her delicate ankles, and adorable dainty feet, (where he noticed her careful and creative bursa escort toenail painting). He loved a woman who attended to the finer details like that. In fact he couldn’t help but notice the new jewelry she wore each time he visited – always in perfect harmony with her outfits and skin. She was a work of art down to the last detail. Yum! While his eyes busied themselves with her every luxurious detail and essence, her own eyes went wild with what sat ahead of her. She never expected such a handsome and hunky display to be awaiting her. She envisioned her being the coy temptress and he being the “innocent” baited prey. This was a totally unexpected turn of events, but oh baby such a welcomed one. She hadn’t met a man who was so at ease in her company so quickly, and so open, honest and healthy about his own sexuality. It gladdened her heart to know that he was so available in matters of his own confidence and sensual side. She always felt the same about herself, but never knew anyone she could actually or fully express such with. She never met her match, but frequently dreamed of such. How many nights had she laid awake nearly all night, alighting her own passion, arousing herself to such heights of ecstasy with her own hands, dreaming they belonged to “her prince.” Oh the mighty fires that had erupted in her night after restless night. Her eyes drank in his muscular and masculine form, carefully appraising every chiseled feature. Her eyes crawled across his every beautiful inch, pausing longest at bursa escort bayan that ever animated bulge coursing and thrusting at his tight spandex boxers. She could see him breathing quite heavy, satisfying her wonder at how he might react to her presentation and new acquisition. She stood, one hip thrust to the side, hands on hips, head tilted back, contemplating the joy and acute satisfaction she felt, allowing his gaze to study her long and hard. “Long and hard”, thinking those words in her fevered mind nearly caused her to waver and buckle. Speaking of “long and hard”… as he ogled her delightful form and considered her endless creativity and tastes, he could not help but stroke his ever expanding and throbbing rock-hard cock. He stroked carefully, lovingly, slowly, following her eyes as he did so, putting on a good show for her. He noted her smoldering eyes, her half closed lids and her mouth slowly opening in a silent “oh baby”, her tongue wetting her glossy lips, as if in preparation of some feast to come. He continued to take his own measure, being certain to dip his hand down lower to cup his filling scrotum and as she studied his self manipulation and caresses, he slightly raised his hips to allow his hand and fingers to stroke briefly the crack of his tight buns, those buns that gave her a twinge in her vagina every time she watched him walking ahead of her, or when he bent over, better yet. His hand lingered there long enough for her to see his finger pressing and prodding briefly at escort bursa his anus. She sucked in her breath, closed her eyes for a moment and moaned low but loud. The sound of her moan sent shivers throughout his sturdy frame. He literally shook for a moment, a tremor coursing through him from head to toe. He moved his hand quickly back to his surging expanding restless cock, messaging it slowly, erotically as he let out a matching groan, expressly to delight her ears. By the look on her face it was accomplishing the desired effect, as her hand now moved to her breasts, cupping, squeezing, slightly pulling at each hardening nipple. As he continued to explore his own body for her entertainment, she slowly allowed her hand to move from pinching a nipple, to slowly descend across her stomach, making a good show of it, studying his eyes, a sensual near-sleepy look across her face, lips slightly parted, tongue tip occasionally darting out. Her hand slowly traversed her abdomen, found her upper thigh, caressed lightly, then gradually moved to her labia, cupping her mound, allowing a single finger to press and follow her divide. A growing sense of urgency and fire coursed through her as she locked her emerald eyes on his wolf-green ones. He looked so focused, so serene, so intent and hungry, joyous, flushed. She lipped another “oh baby” silently across the room to him, as her knees gave in just slightly, and a flush caressed her cheeks and her upper chest, shoulders. She trembled just a bit, as she heard the words… “you need to come over here NOW.” She snapped out of her spell at the sound of his commanding voice, hesitating just long enough to push her finger in against the silk a bit more urgently and giving him one last impression of her growing need and desire.

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