It’s been a while now that I’m contemplating about making that extra step over her implied limit. Especially because of her cute little jokes here and there, regarding the subject. It’s not like I haven’t tried to… motivate her… at times, but she always backs off at the slightest inconvenience...

 I’ve no idea how I ended up here.  Alone.  … Well… alone-ish, ‘cause I can still hear W.’s breathing coming from the corner of the room.  On my knees.  Blindfolded, plugged, and my pussy loose and wet and ready for god knows what he’s had prepped for tonight.  … Actually…...

From behind,Against the wall.So you’d feel my body under yours.My back glued to your chest,Your heart knocking at my goosebumps.So you’d be in control.Your hand on my jaw,My head turned to you.So you’d look me in the eyes.Dark and shiny,Pupils dilated .So you’d reach my lips,Suck my moan,Make it yours.

I want to play!A game of light and shadow,With messed up hairAnd heavy eyes.With arched contoursAnd innocent beliefs.So tired, yet very alive!DancingIn the first shine of dawn.Let me be art.A tired light.A playful shadow on your wall.