the rendezvous
the heat running through my veins as I entered his room was that of a red hot flame. knowing that again I can get to play a dominant role one I don't get very much so I have to play it well I can't be one he contain. he knew the rules when he set it up never before being submissive to a woman now at my reprieve he will surrender upon seeing me enter the bedroom I could tell by his eyes and the way he's shifted in the chair he love what he saw glad to know that he was the contender. I told him to get on the bed and my black leather outfit I came around and put my stiletto heel on his manhood his breath called he couldn't take it any longer he started taking my leather off then put me on the bed kissing me passionately as he reached between my thighs and enter my womanhood. both reaching a sexual climax together it was like an explosion of white heather. our flames of desire once again satisfied until our next rendezvous we are contented. written by Rhonda Kendrick
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