A Taste of Things to Come…

A flash. Dark eyes, almost black. A face close to me, so close that I can feel the moisture in his hot breath. Teeth white, glowing with an eerie fluorescence under the strobing lights. A hand cupping my arse- Christ, am I naked?- and a throbbing between my legs. Hard nipples rubbing against a crisp and heavily-starched shirt- where are my clothes?- and a cacophonous sound of moaning filling the air. Wails and whimpers of pleasure. The musky smell of sex. And the ache, the delicious aching hunger as his mouth descends and…..

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