GOOD VIBRATIONS

I gave her a glimpse of what I had in store for our pleasure playdate. Little did I know she was one of the world's best cat burglars. I know it's her on the surveillance video, the black leather catsuit cannot hide the way she walks. Her elegant sway when she strides, like purrs oozing sexy softness with her bosom sitting upright. Even standing that deep arch in her lower back and overall physique are easily recognizable by her built. Fit and fine as fuck. She wears a mask but it cannot conceal those gorgeously crafted feline eyes, light blue in color, accentuated by thick long eye lashes. See how she bats them seductively even in the midst of her crime spree. Looking straight into the camera she teases me. Her hair is a dead giveaway. When last we met I suggested she add a few cornrows to the top of her head. She must think me a fool, that I would not recognize my own manifestation. Huh! She turns away bending over, wiggling her big ole booty licking her chomps as if she's issuing me a challenge saying "catch me if you can." For a second my thoughts drifts away from my eyes off the monitor and I see myself standing behind her, using my big black anaconda killing her sweet juicy pink flesh.
The sound of glass banging against her huge forehead becoming bruised, leaving a print Windex couldn't make clean. Using her hands she reaches back trying to restrict my reach to prevent the onslaught of hardened gut smashing. Upon my face lies a grin, I slapped her butt then her hands from off my hips, she will not prevent me from stroking all my anguish away, not even if she screams, moans and begs for forgiveness. Alas I snapped myself back into reality uttering not today you fiendish jezebel. Who the rats ass does she think I am. Who the Fuck does this fine ass bitch thinks she's fucking with.  
When I apprehend this wanna be catwoman, the one with her freaky insatiable hands all over the wonderful varieties of vibrators, cock strokers, bondage and anal play items I am going to strap her down and use everything you see encased in my glass vault, yeah the very same items in her grasp to make her wish she'd do it over and over again. She is going to have the flipping lollapalooza of Good Vibrations and I'm going to be cold as ice cream about it. Screaming aloud "Fifty Shades ain't got shit on me."