Power of Mind……Power of Heels…… part 5 Erotic - Non Fiction Part four/ 4 ended with ……. Tomorrow we will be moving into the last days in single numbered days. I believe you will find them as tantalizing, as I would. I am eager to observe you on the catwal...
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bitchonheat
1 week ago
Bisexual White/Caucasian Female, 58
0 km · Western Cape
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Power of Mind ........ Power of Heels ........ Part 4
Countdown - PresencePower of Mind……Power of Heels…… Part 4 Erotic - Non Fiction Part three ended with ……. Battling with my energetic mind as I try to fall asleep, without peeping at the opened no 13. Trying to appease my mind with the mere fact, the following day you could r...
Part two ended with….. This man reminds me of the medieval French. The Goliards who bloomed from celebrating the pleasures they derived from life’s earthier side. Appreciating great wines, nature and lust well expressed through music. So much for day 18....
part……1 ended with ...... I will continue the writing as the venture unfolds……. Once home, removing my attire, slow and sensual before a shower......(Wondering if he owns access to the guest list) turns up the volume to Beethoven before I enter the shower...
Power of ….Heels…….. Power of Mind …… Being accustomed to the male humming presence, more often than not…. When I attend at a certain by Invitation only, adult venue, it appeared the “hummer” always seem to be aware of my presence. Once he notice my prese...
My Inner Slut - Part 2
Inner SlutMy Inner slut 2 …./As I entered through a doorway, the cellar, clings to my skin like a musty glut from a gulley. A Strange wrap of warmth, veiled sacred whore. Warmer than the absence of what should be present. Even though messages scream at me from ever...
My Inner Slut - Part one
My Inner Slut- Part 1…./As I enter through my doorway, looking back into the open world's distance, that I at that moment, detach from. Connected with my inner vibration, there is passing through me, a species, known rhythm that haunts my inner being, knocking and not leaving...
ssBss - Under little trees
Under little Trees - trails of the snailsApart, they lived like separate entities. Apart, even from the self, under different little trees. Like snails in their secluded little hub. She gauged everything from a distance, as the little sub. Courageous, proud, protected from a wealth that spat ric...
Presence noticed from.....Poise
a tone that says..............Poise - Departing a corporate Building in Cape Town, CBD. Headed towards a favorite coffee shop further down. Followed by a fragrance, treated new leather. She passes me in a soft stride, like a gentle feather. Her flirtatious walk, open body, inviting an...
