VelvetVeil

I’m taken.

And still here.

My husband knows.

He knows the thought of other men turns me on –

especially when they’re… bigger.

I tried it once.

And ever since, I can’t stop thinking about

how it felt to be filled.

So deep. So shameless.

You want to see that?

Hear me moan?

Wonder what happens when I give in again?

Then start with my feet.

Soft. Teasing. In control.

I love to make you wait –

curling my toes around your imagination,

pressing you right where it hurts.

And maybe I’ll show you

what it looks like

when I let someone else take what’s supposed to be his.

No face. No faking. Just raw desire.

Feet. Cravings. Control. And you – caught right in between.