Datura and Musk
Dear Alexa,
the other day I went out to dine in this wonderful restaurant overlooking xxx beach. The intoxicating sound of the waves… And then I see this vision from my dreams: You sitting on the table across the dining room. You are alone. The cream white sweater dress clinging to your body accentuating your femininity. I so want to be with you, sit with you. All evening I fantasize about you approaching me and turning me into the woman of your dreams, turning me into your female lover, a stunning woman with soft, large breasts, wearing a pink angora sweater and a yellow angora miniskirt, barely concealing my juicy pussy waiting to be taken by you. My heart pounds uncontrollably as you eventually look over to me, knowingly, as if you had read my mind. Startled and ashamed I stare into the book I brought to read over dinner, but although my eyes are buried in the pages I cannot see text, nor letters, cannot even make out that there is black or white or blank pages, instead, uncontrollably and more and more frequently I look up to find your eyes across the dining room, and there they are, smiling. And then I see you walking over to me, and I am lost. You ask: “So you want to be my sweater girl, sweet little darling?” I am in trance, a huge erection preventing me from getting up, I see you walking out of the dining room, leaving behind your mysterious scent and a card with a number for me to call, and a time for me to talk to you, not to be missed, under any circumstances… +1-888-411-1230, after sunset, the number and time being burnt into my mind, I continue to eat, by now you are gone, and that is when I notice that your card is exuding your scent: datura and musk, I take you to my face, inhale deeply, and as I feel your scent penetrating me, my sex is going all mushy and soft, my breasts swelling uncontrollably, my hips getting rounder, rounder and rounder: Dazed and confused I rush out of the room, cumming uncontrollably, one enormous extended orgasm… Unable to wait any longer, I muster all my courage to call you now… +1-888-411-1230:
Please, Mistress, talk to me, now, talk to me, please…
