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Dark Linen

Dressed in his favorite dress
Skin tight, short and black
6" heels with no hose or undies
Perfectly painted red pouty lips

Cooked his favorite meal
Loved watching him savor each bite
His eyes devouring her the whole time
Anticipation building about the remainder of their night

Once his stomach was sated
He rose and said, "Time for my dessert."
He held up his white crisp linen napkin
With his wrist gave it a commanding flick

Walking behind her chair
His hand stroking her face and long dark blonde hair
Pulling her chin up in the air
Turning the linen into darkness for her

She starts to speak
Informs her, his is the only voice to be heard
Taking her by the arm
He guides her to her feet

Leading her to the living room
Laying her down on the rug
Fire blazing to their left
Illuminating her every curve

Slowly he strips away the dress
Leaving her naked except for the heels
His hands exploring every peek n crevice
Hesistating and lingering on her moistness

She was unaware he had planned this
He reached over for her first surprise
Wanting to see how she reacted to differnt stimuli
He wouldn't be left disappointed

First to be brought out was small, silver and sharp
On her double peeks came quick sharp pricks
Trying to stay quiet but it was useless
From her lips came a loud squeal

Next to come out was clear and dripping
With one hand he nudged her legs apart
The other delivered the icy thrill
Her back arched as she moaned deeply
Easy to to tell her body ached for MORE

There were a few moments of nothing
Then she heard a hum
Next came the sound of a pop
She felt something cool dripping between her thighs

Vibrations were running up her leg
He was using the toy to tease
She so wanted to beg for penatration
Being obedient not a word escaped

Soon her silent pleas were met
Masterfully he gave her what she needed
His lips and tongue satifying their own hunger
Her silence broke as her body quivered

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