We work hard for what we need be it for ourselves or others.
I would love to find a sexy nymph in similar situation.
She maybe overworked, not receiving the love and attention she so desperately craves from her spouse or significant other.
We have been sending naughty texts back and forth, teasing each other with wanting desires and awaiting for our schedules to mesh.
Then one day out of the blue it happens.
With our previous texts, we both know what we crave and desire. There is no awkward stumbling.
That magical embrace throws us into a whirl wind of want for each other.
It may be soft and gentle or it may be wild and rough. Time slips on by as our cravings and desires are met.
We may find ourselves diving into the toy bag pulling out soft rope that provides that fading tattoo, leather implements that leave a mark (or two), a ticklish feather may be dragged out teasingly tickling in that one spot (or several like between your toes).
Be it at an arranged location, house, hotel, under a tree canopy with puffy blue sky up above, or a secluded park like area where I walk up behind you and ask “grab the chrome” as your hands reach for anything on the hood of that sexy Corvette to grasp while your skirt is lifted.
Unbridled lust, primal instincts take over.
There may be a voyeur near by, even better - there is nothing better knowing we are being watched.
Hair is pulled, nipples twisted, hand spanking tight ass or kitty, gagging on cock, gspot stroking, all lead to orgasmic releases where they are savoured and enjoyed as we stop to rest and gather our things............or keep on going while the Corvette keeps announcing its panic release.
After wild unabandoned fun, we dive back into our worlds with a new release on life until our next fun encounter.
I can still hear that Corvette and it’s fading siren.
Probably the most excitement that car has ever received.
