She looked up at him from her knees, her eyes wide and sparkling....

One of my favorite pictures from a while back...back during my first thread or so.:D
 
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I can see why you like it the glow of your skin and eyes. Very pretty indeed, but can we compare one old to one new.
 
She was a Daddy's girl, always had been. She always loved being with older men..there was just something about them. She loved how they knew how to treat her...how she needed to be held, touched..fucked. Loved how they had a confidence about them knowing with a touch to the neck she would be weak in the knees and putty in his careful yet wicked hands.
 
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awesome

your eyes are amazing, just looking into them puts me in a trance :). Would love to see your whole body along with those beautiful eyes :)
 
He had watched her all night from across the room. She looked up a dozen times catching his eyes on her..roaming over body. She held his gaze for a second or two each time getting more bold. Lost in her thoughts she didnt notice the waitress walking to her table, she set down a drink. The sound of the glass upon the table shook her out of her miind. So he sent her a drink..picking it up she took a sip and looked up at where he was moments ago, finding it empty. Scanning the small room, he was no where to be found. Sighing she finished her drink and made her way to the bathroom. Praying it would be empty she slipped into the room and stood infront of the mirror. Pulling the clip out of her hair, she shook out her, letting it fall to her shoulders. Fixing her belt on her dress, she looked in the mirror at the way her dress clung to her curves. She caressed her breast through the fabric of the dress.. leaning her head back slightly pinching her nipple she moaned. The bathroom door opened and shut..startled she quickly let her hand slide down to the sink. She heard the lock on the door close and step foward, a mans voice telling her not to stop because of him. Looking to the door she found the gentleman that had taken an interest in her. He closed the space between them, brought his hand to her waist, puliing her back against him.:cattail:
 
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Ohh I wonder what part of the story we might see next. ;) Like the dress easy access.
 
He loved how she was beautiful when she wasnt dressed up as well. The way her tshirt clung perfectly to her. Loved how it dipped and showed off her cleavage. Watching her work on her laptop, curled up on the floor in her tshirt and shorts. She took off her glasses and set them on the table, she rubbed her eyes and then run her hands through her hair, sighing softly. Walking over to her he sat behind her on the love seat. Looking at her screen at the photo that she was working on, it was beautiful just like her. Placing his hands on his shoulders pulling her back towards him, slowly rubbing her neck and shoulders. Lightly playing with her hair he leaned forward and inhaled her scent, leaning down he placed kissed along her neck. she turned around and looked up at him, break time?
 
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cleavage of doom that ho would not want to look down at that from behind. ;)
 
She looked so pure.. so innocent, he had to have her. Her skin begged him to touch her, run his fingers over it..feel its softness. Her lips cried to him to be kissed to cover hers with his. Bruise them and chap them with rough demanding..needing kisses. He wanted to then kiss along her neck to the straps of her shirt along her shoulders. He would push them down so he could kiss and nibble shoulder to shoulder. Better yet he would just free her of her shirt, pull it over her head and watch as breast spran foward free from the restrictive clothing that held them. He would take his time to caress each breast and kiss and lick every inch of her sweet skin. paying close attention to her hardening nipples that were so sensitive. Oh he would have some fun with them.. he needed to see the look on her face when his mouth closed around her nipple sucking..licking nibbling..while his other hand teased her skin along her side...down her back. She was his and he would explore every inch of her.. finding her buttons...learning how to make her whimper and beg for more.
 
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He loved how she was beautiful when she wasnt dressed up as well. The way her tshirt clung perfectly to her. Loved how it dipped and showed off her cleavage. Watching her work on her laptop, curled up on the floor in her tshirt and shorts. She took off her glasses and set them on the table, she rubbed her eyes and then run her hands through her hair, sighing softly. Walking over to her he sat behind her on the love seat. Looking at her screen at the photo that she was working on, it was beautiful just like her. Placing his hands on his shoulders pulling her back towards him, slowly rubbing her neck and shoulders. Lightly playing with her hair he leaned forward and inhaled her scent, leaning down he placed kissed along her neck. she turned around and looked up at him, break time?

mmmmm
 
She looked so pure.. so innocent, he had to have her. Her skin begged him to touch her, run his fingers over it..feel its softness. Her lips cried to him to be kissed to cover hers with his. Bruise them and chap them with rough demanding..needing kisses. He wanted to then kiss along her neck to the straps of her shirt along her shoulders. He would push them down so he could kiss and nibble shoulder to shoulder. Better yet he would just free her of her shirt, pull it over her head and watch as breast spran foward free from the restrictive clothing that held them. He would take his time to caress each breast and kiss and lick every inch of her sweet skin. paying close attention to her hardening nipples that were so sensitive. Oh he would have some fun with them.. he needed to see the look on her face when his mouth closed around her nipple sucking..licking nibbling..while his other hand teased her skin along her side...down her back. She was his and he would explore every inch of her.. finding her buttons...learning how to make her whimper and beg for more.

All I can say is, WOW...what an incredible picture.
 
The rope dug into her wrists, biting into her skin. She loved the feel of the rope against her skin. He took her bound wrists and raised them above her head placing the rope on the hook on the top of the door. Forced upon her tippy toes she moaned at the lack of give in her restraints. Her breast pressed against the cold wood of the door. He lightly caressed her skin..placing kisses upon her soft skin before he brought his hand down hard against her ass. Moaning she pressed against the ungiving door. He undid the ties of her black dress letting it fall to her feet. She was a good girl, there was nothing under that dress, for that he would reward her with her favorite toy, his flogger. She heard it before she felt it the sound of it cutting through the air before it landed on her upper thigh. Moaning loudly she found the urge to grind against the door knowing he would not approve. He brought it down harder along her ass, then quickly between her thighs, she moaned, leaning her head back. He leaned towards wrapping his hand around her neck pulling her head back. He kissed her cheek to her ear, biting her ear he whispered to her, telling her how sexy she looked squirming and helpless.
 
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