Try this

Imagine my thighs splayed before you, the pale curves of my legs casting shadows below me. Can you feel my calves in your palms? You hold my legs apart, pressing them into the bed, keeping me still.

Follow the inundations of my legs with your eyes to their meeting place. There you’ll see the patch of hair, dark, tame, distinct, marking me.

See how the hair conceals yet reveals my pussy, its wetness glistening underneath, as it aches under your gaze.

Keep looking, keep pressing my legs down. Let me feel all of your weight.

3 comments

  1. Hubman says:

    That is *quite* the arousing picture you paint!

  2. Mark says:

    Mmmm, yes, and I must say, it was well received

    *smirk*

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