Anticipation roils my senses as I stand at the end of the bed, wearing only heels and a blindfold. Silently, you approach, your lust speaking directly to my body. Hot breath caresses my nape, stiffening my nipples, inflaming my pussy. A finger languidly traces my spine's length while another hand cups my breast. Your broad chest presses me into the mattress. Lips against my ear whisper, “You’re going to beg for me.” Stron...