Apr 2018
So you asked me to send a vn to help you ***, hahahah well I guess I'll give it a go. First though I need you to hear this.
It began as lust,
In a desire to mark you,
With every bite and ******,
And leave you with shades of blue
The it began to change,
Where kisses slowed,
my heart uncaged,
A red ribbon between us flowed
It become love,
To stop the time,
Sating heart that's starved,
And call each other mine
Now my heart is yours,
Our bodies dance,
Opened all doors,
And together we advance
For my heart is owned by you,
The arrow of my heart aimed true
So anyways I've been going over the best scenario of which we could **** in, like the ultimate **** I guess.
Whether we **** at work or at a loft in a shower, and I think this is the one.
It uses a voucher pretty well to my thinking.
My name is Luke, and I live in a loft apartment in new York, I move between it and the one in the uk quite abit but my studio is based here in the NY. I am architect, writer, painter, sculptor, chef and a avid reader. I am single, a bachelor in my early thirties',
And I am also one of times most eligible bachelors.
I am Vanessa, I live in a Studio in Paris, though I own multiple properties around the world, I am mostly based in Europe. I am an architect, a writer, a dancer, a photographer and an avid reader. I am single, in my early thirties, and I travel the world finding pieces of myself.
This is one of our encounters.
Vanessa's setting:
Her arms are heavy, she's spent the entire day moving around since her flight came in only this morning.
The exchanging of currencies to dollars took long this time, longer than it should of, so it took longer to buy what she needed, the light blue lingerie, lace as usual, stockings, the new night gown, food and some such.
All the things she'll need for tonight. She has plans for later, ages abit nervous ages never done this before.
She unlocks the door and goes in, abit late but she'll make it.
It's only just hit 17:00
Luke's setting:
His blazer across his bag next to him on the passenger seat, he's hungry and tired.
He's had quite the long day, work went into late again today.
His meetings with artists took longer than he thought he would, but the sun is still up and the shades cover his eyes from the afternoon sun.
His 1967 Shelby Mustang is running smoothly, all American muscle. Not a bad drive, not too much traffic, well for a New Yorker that is.
But he made it to the parking in good time, It's only 18:30.
The vehicle life takes him upwards into the apartment and he walks into the lounge, as the lift fixes in place in the middle of the loft.
He sees her, she sees him.
Luke: Are you really here?
Vanessa: Unexpected?
Luke: Well I guess I shouldn't be surprised.
The shock on his face was short lived, his attention was fully caught up with the sight of her.
The light blue lace was caressing her body, it held her, pushed her full chest upwards and right showing it's shape, she was... as her skin lighter was catching light in the most ****** way he had ever seen. Her absorbed her, the sight of her.
He could feel his heartbeat speed up, he could see all the ways he could take her on the kitchen counter she laid on.
Luke: I didn't realise you would use the key so quickly, I only posted it a few weeks ago.
Vanessa: Well I couldn't stay away, only so much can be taken from words on paper.
He stood next to her now, His bag already forgotten, glasses jacket and tie already off, and he still drank her with his eyes. His eyes absorbing ever part of her.
Luke: You are mine
Almost a whisper
Vanessa: Take me
His right hand gripped her thigh with a hunger she felt up her back, her neck hair standing. His left cares her check softly with the ends of his fingers.
They kiss and all thought flees. The hunger held too long takes over.
She rips his shirt of, buttons flying, her bra is taken, stockings torn.
He is devouring her scent, her feel, her taste, her entire being through the kisses he places all over her.
She is already lost in the moment, his string grip makes her want him more, his muscles well maintained have given it the perfect strength, not too much not too little.
They both lay on top of the kitchen counter, him on top of her, both only one their basic underwear now.
He moves of, takes her legs owns them, underwear already torn, and with barely controlled aggression puts his head between her thighs to taste her.
She moans loudly from it, the ecstasy moving through her as he eats her out, she's already on the brink with him ******* and licking her shaven *****.
He lets go, It's not enough, he pulls her of and turns her around, three quick spankings crack the air from his firm hand , she moans aloud once more.
He's rock hard now, pulsing with desire, with a string **** of her head backwards to his chest, and her back arched, behind facing her, he pushes his **** in. Her ***** gives slowly, but with a strong ****** he goes all in and nudges her womb.
A soft scream mixed with a moan of ecstasy leaves her, she could've never imagined how big he was, how well he fit. And he moved.
Each ****** harder and faster, she could feel his entire duck pushing her insides apart, he could feel her tight on him.
Luke: This is what you wanted isn't it?
He says while he ***** her.
Vanessa: Yes
She's breathe less, between his **** and his questing hands that squeeze her body she's beyond what she's known as pleasure.
She comes in quick succession 5 times while there, her juices flowing both down their legs.
He turns her around, licks her up and pushes her against the free standing lounge wall. The exposed brick scratches her but she does not feel it she's already lost in the dance, he pushes inside again with her against it, chest to chest he takes her there against the wall.
Their lips interlocked moans escaping between kisses the ****, sweat beginning to lave them both he's approaching his limit she feels too good but he's held his own.
She feels him thicken inside her, he's about to come put he pulls out, she moves by reflex going on her knees and putting her **** in her mouth while stroking his ***** with one hand.
He **** while ***** him, his muscles tensing, while she drinks him down in gulps.
They both trembling stand there in each others arms, they know this is only a short rest from a whole night of desire filled *******.
It began as lust,
In a desire to mark you,
With every bite and ******,
And leave you with shades of blue
The it began to change,
Where kisses slowed,
my heart uncaged,
A red ribbon between us flowed
It become love,
To stop the time,
Sating heart that's starved,
And call each other mine
Now my heart is yours,
Our bodies dance,
Opened all doors,
And together we advance
For my heart is owned by you,
The arrow of my heart aimed true
So anyways I've been going over the best scenario of which we could **** in, like the ultimate **** I guess.
Whether we **** at work or at a loft in a shower, and I think this is the one.
It uses a voucher pretty well to my thinking.
My name is Luke, and I live in a loft apartment in new York, I move between it and the one in the uk quite abit but my studio is based here in the NY. I am architect, writer, painter, sculptor, chef and a avid reader. I am single, a bachelor in my early thirties',
And I am also one of times most eligible bachelors.
I am Vanessa, I live in a Studio in Paris, though I own multiple properties around the world, I am mostly based in Europe. I am an architect, a writer, a dancer, a photographer and an avid reader. I am single, in my early thirties, and I travel the world finding pieces of myself.
This is one of our encounters.
Vanessa's setting:
Her arms are heavy, she's spent the entire day moving around since her flight came in only this morning.
The exchanging of currencies to dollars took long this time, longer than it should of, so it took longer to buy what she needed, the light blue lingerie, lace as usual, stockings, the new night gown, food and some such.
All the things she'll need for tonight. She has plans for later, ages abit nervous ages never done this before.
She unlocks the door and goes in, abit late but she'll make it.
It's only just hit 17:00
Luke's setting:
His blazer across his bag next to him on the passenger seat, he's hungry and tired.
He's had quite the long day, work went into late again today.
His meetings with artists took longer than he thought he would, but the sun is still up and the shades cover his eyes from the afternoon sun.
His 1967 Shelby Mustang is running smoothly, all American muscle. Not a bad drive, not too much traffic, well for a New Yorker that is.
But he made it to the parking in good time, It's only 18:30.
The vehicle life takes him upwards into the apartment and he walks into the lounge, as the lift fixes in place in the middle of the loft.
He sees her, she sees him.
Luke: Are you really here?
Vanessa: Unexpected?
Luke: Well I guess I shouldn't be surprised.
The shock on his face was short lived, his attention was fully caught up with the sight of her.
The light blue lace was caressing her body, it held her, pushed her full chest upwards and right showing it's shape, she was... as her skin lighter was catching light in the most ****** way he had ever seen. Her absorbed her, the sight of her.
He could feel his heartbeat speed up, he could see all the ways he could take her on the kitchen counter she laid on.
Luke: I didn't realise you would use the key so quickly, I only posted it a few weeks ago.
Vanessa: Well I couldn't stay away, only so much can be taken from words on paper.
He stood next to her now, His bag already forgotten, glasses jacket and tie already off, and he still drank her with his eyes. His eyes absorbing ever part of her.
Luke: You are mine
Almost a whisper
Vanessa: Take me
His right hand gripped her thigh with a hunger she felt up her back, her neck hair standing. His left cares her check softly with the ends of his fingers.
They kiss and all thought flees. The hunger held too long takes over.
She rips his shirt of, buttons flying, her bra is taken, stockings torn.
He is devouring her scent, her feel, her taste, her entire being through the kisses he places all over her.
She is already lost in the moment, his string grip makes her want him more, his muscles well maintained have given it the perfect strength, not too much not too little.
They both lay on top of the kitchen counter, him on top of her, both only one their basic underwear now.
He moves of, takes her legs owns them, underwear already torn, and with barely controlled aggression puts his head between her thighs to taste her.
She moans loudly from it, the ecstasy moving through her as he eats her out, she's already on the brink with him ******* and licking her shaven *****.
He lets go, It's not enough, he pulls her of and turns her around, three quick spankings crack the air from his firm hand , she moans aloud once more.
He's rock hard now, pulsing with desire, with a string **** of her head backwards to his chest, and her back arched, behind facing her, he pushes his **** in. Her ***** gives slowly, but with a strong ****** he goes all in and nudges her womb.
A soft scream mixed with a moan of ecstasy leaves her, she could've never imagined how big he was, how well he fit. And he moved.
Each ****** harder and faster, she could feel his entire duck pushing her insides apart, he could feel her tight on him.
Luke: This is what you wanted isn't it?
He says while he ***** her.
Vanessa: Yes
She's breathe less, between his **** and his questing hands that squeeze her body she's beyond what she's known as pleasure.
She comes in quick succession 5 times while there, her juices flowing both down their legs.
He turns her around, licks her up and pushes her against the free standing lounge wall. The exposed brick scratches her but she does not feel it she's already lost in the dance, he pushes inside again with her against it, chest to chest he takes her there against the wall.
Their lips interlocked moans escaping between kisses the ****, sweat beginning to lave them both he's approaching his limit she feels too good but he's held his own.
She feels him thicken inside her, he's about to come put he pulls out, she moves by reflex going on her knees and putting her **** in her mouth while stroking his ***** with one hand.
He **** while ***** him, his muscles tensing, while she drinks him down in gulps.
They both trembling stand there in each others arms, they know this is only a short rest from a whole night of desire filled *******.
