This intense sentiment of the thread twisted around my waist. My shallow panting echos throughout the room. The black binding, lines my body. My hands tied to my back. The making of a fiery aspect.
The urge erupts from my being. I like the way you untie me. With each knot, comes another. My slow grinding against your lap makes you perk. I can feel your erection. I run my hands up your chest. Soft moans Emit. An unforeseen face. With every stroke, another moan. My body's moving on its own. I can't help but enjoy myself.