Come Along Now, Angel. We Don’t Want To Keep Our Guests Waiting… We Must Be Good Hosts…

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Angel gave a show on the way home from the airport…

Just a bit of fun….

Angel is waiting for me to get home…

Let the world see how you love being used, Angel…

Pulled.

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His Good Girl...

“Pinned to the shower wall, water running down your back, your warm skin tingles against the coolness of the wall. Back arched with your nipples grazing the shower and your cheek pressed to the wall, you breathe heavy as I slide my tongue all the way up and down, between your cheeks. Legs spread apart as my hands and fingers dance inside you and on your clit. Just before you reach that moment of ecstasy, you hear a loud crash. Waking you from your fantasy, you realize the crash was thunder as a storm passes over the house. The sound of the shower was the music of the monsoon on our roof. The feel of my skin... you are pleased to see is real. Your head on my arm, back pressed against me with my right arm wrapped tightly around you and holding you close. Unable to sleep myself and seeing you have been awaken by the storm, I pull you tighter. In doing so, I can feel a cool slick dribble being pressed against me. Moving left arm down and grabbing your breast and my right hand trailing down your curves, I slide it over your body and between your thighs, and pull you in closer. Inhaling the intoxicating scent of you, I hold you just like that. The roll of the thunder, the patter of the rain, and the howl of the wind are the symphony. My hand on your wet lips, the conductor. "Relax... I'll tame your storms, Angel..." Now, ease back into my embrace and dream again. I'll bring it to life for your senses. Dream, Angel. Dream, my love.”

Love notes to Angel…

You can’t just say it. Stand close, eyes peering right into her soul with a kind aggression. Gently lift her chin, let your fingertips graze her neck, then wrap your fingers around her throat with a tender firmness and say in a lightly growling low voice -

“You will do as you’re told, Angel…. Now, kneel and show me what you’ve earned today…”

Get on your knees, Angel. Let me free your soul…