Things that make you go ... MMMMmmmm

 Those certain touches, yall know the ones.  That hit you in all the right places.  The ones that slide like heated silk whispering over your skin.  The ones that you can barely feel but scorches your skin with anticipation.  Those things that make you go MMMmmmmm.

You're a bad habit to break

 Oh some habits are just wickedly delicious. No matter how badly you want to break them, they are right there...under your skin.  Tempting you until you let them in.

Let me send you something

Every once in a while, you get the urge to just taunt and tease! And it is always good to go with your urges. *winks*

Don't keep me waiting

 She slides into the large chair.  Shifts about for a bit trying to get comfortable, she sits erect.  She admires the way the light plays against the exposed flesh, how her nipples have become pert, tangled through the fishnet.  Wrinkles her nose under the mask and stretches her supple legs to drape them over the chair arm.  She smiles settling into the embrace of the chair, feeling it slowly heating up against her skin.  Tapping the crop on the front of the chair, raising her eyes up to the sound at the doorway..."Well, don't keep me waiting."

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Something a little dark...

 Turning her back as she steps towards the chair, the weight of the crop resting along the bottom of her ass cheek.  Her tongue darts out to lick along her bottom lip.  Head tilted she listens carefully for a moment.  Her eyes bright beneath the mask.  Hesitates, standing there before the chair, taps her damp lip and smiles.

Sometimes you feel a little Dark & Naughty

 Walking down into the darkened room, eyes gazing about.  She walks over to the huge chair between the two cushions, running her finger lightly over the supple leather.  A smile curves her lips as she leans over to pick of the small black crop.  She runs her fingers along the shaft, gives her hand a little *pop* and sheds her clothing stuffing behind the chair.  Her eyes brighten as she spies the mask, slipping it snuggly over her face, she turns in the dark room, gazing over her shoulder....

Skinny Dipping in the Dark

The soft crash of waves against the shore.

The feel of the water, lapping hungrily at your skin.

Does that sound good to you?