Letting her hair down at the end of the day, running a hot b..
🕑 Added 2022-08-15 00:56:15 +0000 UTC
Letting her hair down at the end of the day, running a hot bath with the little rose petals she couldn’t deny gifting herself with. A satin robe to caress her skin while she sits idly by as the water rises. Thinking of something else caressing her skin. Large hands that rub up and down her arms, over her shoulders, across her collarbone. Dreaming of strong muscles that carry her into the tub, lifting a soapy sponge to drag away all the dirt of the day. But they cannot erase the dirty thoughts carved in her mind, slicking the inside of her thighs in a manner that shouldn’t be ignored. Fantasizing about the man with the large hands who, upon noticing her arousal, seeks to provide the pleasure her body so desperately craves, plunging his hand beneath the floating petals to release her from her suffering. A thought which she allows to caress her mind as she falls into a soft slumber, encompassed by the warm, bubbly water.
I hope you’re ready for the next level of spice Kings and Queens 😏 I know I am.
