babygirl67
Star
- Joined
- May 31, 2009
Her wrists still bound, she grasped at the headboard with them, the line of her body covered with a thin sheen of sweat, the pulsing hum of unreleased desire just under the skin, making her nipples hard and her body writhe as she watched him, waves of wetness coating her mound, her thighs, a testament to how much the sight of him affected her. She froze when he moved between her legs, unsure of what he would do to her next...her heart pounding in anticipation.