PART ONE

It’s 2am, all the guest are gone, & I’m drunk off my ass. I spark a blunt to my lips and head to the master bathroom. My body was longing for a steamy shower, and my pussy yearned for a orgasm.

Sparking all 30 strawberry champagne scented candles, the bathroom lit up like a full altar in a dark room; the tantric music set the mood.

To the left a full display of mirrors simulated a head to toe image of my naked glistening bronzen skin, nipples hard risen to attention.

Attaching my nipple clamps, I headed to my shower bench with my rose toy to tantalize my night. As I cut the shower on to set the scene, I turned to the left to slightly place the music above the sound of the water.

I felt my silk hair tie slip from my hair, releasing my hair down my shoulders. Glancing upwards at my reflection, a whisk gasp parted my lips as I became instantly startled.

Tracing softly down my spine, towering over me from behind Manny appeared wearing only his boxers and tatted skin. With his other hand he traced and teased my cleavage using the ponytail holder that he slipped from my hair whilst staring at our reflection intensely into my eyes.

Flushed and nervous I cupped my breast as I faced him.

“Where did you come from?” I whispered. Surprised, and bashful, finger combing a piece of hair behind my ear, still holding one arm over my breast.

Manny gently swooped me into his strong tatted arms, wrapping my legs around his body.

Softly he kissed my neck, one hand caressing my ass and the other running through the back of my hair.

My breast pressed against his chest tattoos as he held me close to drop his boxers.