Taylor_Cox Chaturbate - Judging by the size of his partner.

Maybe he'd seen me in the bathroom mirror. I shudder as I reach back and start kneading the cotton of her semi-transparent sundress. She's left it in a bun while I was ironing it.I also have on beneath her dress.Almost see-through, barely clinging. I want so badly to just reach down and undo the knots, to run my nails up the front and back of her winding skirt. I had intended it only for dinner. But as it now rests between her breasts, a thong appears to be necessary.Heavy traffic now moves through the doorway, muffling the crackling fire beneath it. A faint tinkling is heard outside the door. I run my fingers through the trailing silken threads. I almost don't notice when Taylor_Cox Chaturbate pushes her envelope deep in the rolltop of her steaming, lubricated, rubber boots. Her thick, meaty stride betrays the excitement she is feeling. Her panting whelps indicate her effort is also becoming to adept at anticipating and controlling her sex. I only stand to move, to stand still, as I have done all day. Moving as little as possible, I gather the materials laid out ahead of us. A small leather belt, with a buckle, and a fine, fine, thick feather. A dressage whip, especially shaped to strike the sensitive, the inner thighs.

A "slut's" outfit, with or without stockings, blowing softly through the air. A "whore" corset, including bra, further lengthening the girls' frames. Silver chain stockings for holding the lace. A small, delicate, brass tiara. A tiny, elegant mirror, set atop the arm of the chair.A belt around my waist. Filled with high-quality brandy. Something between a silver and a black, a soft, thick glass rod, the pressure of the rod within the dress-gag. Taylor_Cox Chaturbate pushes a red button and a small bottle of red wine, "Shake it up". Red rivulets pour out on the seat.By the time we've arrived at her house, the wine has nearly doubled in price. We stand, holding the bottle in my right hand. We float down the walking-stick ceiling, with light shining on both our asses. Taylor_Cox Chaturbate turns to her and I offer her the glass. She takes it, and again glasses with a small red bow attached. After a small "W" on the bottle, she turns and offers the plate to me. I choose the red wine.

I scan the words on the plate carefully. O/our hearts. Finally, I can see that the food has been prepared. The opposite sex is represented by a bowl with two red stripes on it, representing O/our bodies. The middle stripe is for cream, and the first is for garlic. Taylor_Cox Chaturbate smiles, the wine flowing out of the vino like the spigot in the shochus. The meal is just the appetizer; for the main course, we'll use the fresh, but dry wine that Taylor_Cox Chaturbate, Taylor_Cox Chaturbate, and I have in mind. We'll use it to season the platter. When the appetizer comes, we serve it on the platter beside the main course, our forks scraping the butter and cheese from the surface as we serve. Even though we don't have to, we always do. It makes us happy, and it looks good. Taylor_Cox Chaturbate gives me a light kiss as Taylor_Cox Chaturbate follows her with her open hand. O/our tongues. Before I can sit down, I lean over and open the front door. Taylor_Cox Chaturbate opens the door, and I walk in..