Her day could only be described as horrible. She opened the door to her loft an
Her day could only be described as horrible. She opened the door to her loft and kicked off her heels at the door with a sigh. She was physically and emotionally drained after the demands of the day and could think of nothing but relaxing into a hot bath and perhaps a good book and glass of something delicious. As she was shaking her hair loose from its bun she heard the sound. "Hey baby. Hard day?“ She round the corner and saw her, lounging on the couch stalking her every move with her "fuck me” eyes. As she shed her clothing quickly and walked to the couch, she knew that the night would drain her in an entirely different way and she could not wait for it to begin. ~ © 2010 Salacious Musings ~ -- source link
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