Slowly I walk over with an overpowering need to touch. As I approach I notice her mound is adorned with a slight growth of hair.
The thing is my man and I are quite messy with rope. I think he works on the principle of, “whatever keeps the bitch still for five minutes.”
Often the young are not aware of their beauty. But as I got slightly older I did recognise I was physically at my peak and enjoyed the attention my body generated.