Trail of Ants

As she slips her sleek leg out and plants her silver heel into the ground, I step back and roll her around in my mind. She’s young, yet something tells me she’s over innocence. She’s naughty, but nice and full of splendid, sexy spice. She could satisfy my every need. I can tell she’s from a good family, but with it she’s modest and I long for her. Around her neck she wears a necklace of pale flowers and elsewhere just the slightest hints of makeup. Sunshine soaks into her black curving body, but it’s the stylish silver number that draws me in. I drag my fingers up her arm to align our rhythm before slipping my leg over her arching body. Then I start to turn her on, with a subtle flicking of my thumb. I slip protection on and as I ride her, hard, my head’s thrown back in ecstasy and I clench her body tightly with my thighs. I have control, slowing down to hear her purring urges before I wind her up and make her scream with pleasure. ‘Thank you‘, I sigh, she silently stares back at me. I know what she’s thinking. Again? Continue reading ‘A Royal Return’