
That's right, baby: some chilled wine, soft jazz, you in a teddy on a sumptuous bed, and me on your lap. I can just picture the glow of the monitor screen on you right now. Yeah.
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4 comments:
Rogue..my goodness, what a naughty one you are! So let me ask you something, you delicious man...you remembered the wine, the music and the lingerie...so how did you manage to forget the most important item of all?
Which would be my G-spot vibrator.
Of course.
tsk tsk
How quickly you lose confidence in me. Didn't you notice the smirk on the porter's face (you remember: the blonde college boy with the cute ass?) when he "fluffed" your pillows?
Look under them. I'm certain that he left a nice new one there for you, along with a small box of Godiva truffles. Enjoy.
A man that knows his vibrators AND leaves me Godiva?
I am smitten indeed...
Now kiss that fingertip and press it warmly on the pad, smitten one. Does rich chocolate linger there, as upon your tender lips?
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