She was to be waiting for me one night after work dressed like a lusty secretary in tight skirt, stockings and heels. And then all evening my wish would be her command. Oh goodness, she carried it off like a dream
Careless Talk ~ In my head, we were already naked. Yearning to soothe and caress your wounds I couldn’t help wondering if your dick had been marked by the flames. When we accidentally touched I would spy the outline in your trousers becoming more defined, alert.
So LOVE is a strange thing. Being in love is a type of madness. And loving can be hard for many – I mean if you have ever really loved someone then it would be impossible to treat them badly, even if they didn’t want to be with your anymore. Right?
