That special atmosphere that can occur when a sensual female realises she's to be shared with a silent stranger is just the best ever, I think...
Her husband a willing accomplice, getting his satisfaction in seeing his loved one serviced in the way she loves best...
It's such a theatrical thing! Especially if some planning is taken as to where, (somewhere dark and decadent) and when, (as dusk settles, and the world goes on, unknowing what wicked dreams are being played out...)
Or...the couple in a dim bar, a lone male nearby...some glances, some unspoken messages, an 'accidental' touch, and the whispered invitation...
Or...the car cruising down a dim suburban street, a lone driver, a female in the rear, coming to a halt near a tall male leaning against a tree...
The door opening, the glimpse of legs, perhaps some flesh, the bystander entering, the car slowly moving off....as the journey continues, the sounds of rustling clothing, the sighs, the flurry in the mirror...
Lot's of possibilities, and I have written of, and photographed many, which I'm happy to share with willing couples...the female must be just as motivated as the male, willing to let her inner slut free rein...
I'm in the inner city, in a discreet apartment, perfect for all kinds of decadence...
I'm 58, tall, athletic, with a real eight inches, and a wicked, wicked mind...
Mike. (
[email protected] Moi!
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