intriguess
sexual catalyst
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- Sep 3, 2000
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When Merelan called she sounded hazy as if she had forgotten something important, or as if she were being fucked. I wondered which it was and what she was up to as I took my time and had a nice shower, then I began debating clothing. With Merelan there really wasn't any need, but propriety and all, I slide on my favorite lacey black bra, the one with the open nipples, put on my purple garter belt, opting to forgo panties, they invariable got ripped off or lost in Merelan's mansion. I slide smoky violet stockings over my legs and with a glance in mirror, I smiled.
I decided might as well flaunt it, and put on a sheer shirt patterned in dark blue and violet snakeskin, slipped on a simple purple skirt and put my favorite pair of high heel boots on. I glanced in mirror again, In this outfit I could get thoroughly fucked over and not remove a single item of clothing.
I knock on her door half expecting a nearly naked oiled slave boy waiting for me.
I decided might as well flaunt it, and put on a sheer shirt patterned in dark blue and violet snakeskin, slipped on a simple purple skirt and put my favorite pair of high heel boots on. I glanced in mirror again, In this outfit I could get thoroughly fucked over and not remove a single item of clothing.
I knock on her door half expecting a nearly naked oiled slave boy waiting for me.