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Writer's pictureTwan

The Show.




Let’s create a scene of me being presented to you.


My legs glistening as I’m walking into your presence, appearing in lingerie complimenting my skin. Would you say that would be enough to tell you that was an invite? I’d be willing to let you take a little bite.

Exposing a tease of my naked skin as the designer of this intimate apparel knew how to draw your attention. The confidence radiating from my soul should be the sign I’m willing to show you I’m who you want. Come and get a taste of this full course meal as if this is your first time at a five star restaurant.


Carrying this burning desire of being used in every way possible you see me sexually. Letting you decide whether you’d want me on my knees or your face buried into my titties as I ride on this body of yours beneath me.

Hear me speak with such fluidity that gives you the ability to take you on this pleasing journey. Every action performed will be addicting… even for me as I would be sipping on my tea while creating fantasies of what more we both can do between you and me.

Let me hear you. Say it. My name.


When you say my name, I’m running the show. Watch as my smile appear on my face as I’m working on your dick to blow… up on my tongue. You can’t tell? I’m that kind of nasty who’d want you to clap for. As the goal is to cause a catastrophe, it’s blasphemy how I wish to see you watch that nut go down my throat.


Yes, I’m telling you to… fuck me. Does it sound too much because I just want you to bend me over and have me thanking you. Agreeing with myself that this is exactly what I want.

This thirst of your sex whenever you are away gives me goosebumps, making the hair on my skin to stand. Wishing to get a touch of you on my finger tips or the tips of my lips. Whispering to myself as if I was asking you to let me taste it.

Back to this scene, I’m eyeing you gaze upon on my silhouette. Slowly moving closer to you and want to prove that you want to ride into my abyss. Baby, give me a kiss.

Allow the curtains of my yoni open to let my river flow with you in it. The main character is here to make her appearance you submitted your ticket for the show.

Shh… it’s about to start.

“Welcome. Please keep your conversations to a minimum and watch the body do her work. I’d like to present to you… her.”

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