Lorna's Journals (Part Two)
What can I say? Having this dreamily tender 40 year -old sultry male at my skilled fingertips was pure joy, pure lust and the electric rush truly brought out my domineering side in full. I felt my own pussy, crying for my fingers to dig deep, but I held off. My pleasures were to come in time, I had no doubt!
The towel clad, slightly damp six feet of man tentatively tiptoed on his large bare feet as I pointed with my painted fingernail toward the neatly made double bed that awaited in the lamplight. A bed I hoped would in time host many an invited man, woman, maybe both...maybe a group? My mind raced. The voyeur in me raged and soared like an eagle in flight.
The alluring sight of nearly nude Rex, his toned body obviously worked on (I soon learned he cycled all over London on his days off), was a vision to drink in! His lightly ginger gold furry body, all shimmering in the lamplight, made my mouth water. But I craved that sweet reddish gold pubic nest to be seen again, I was sure my photos would really capture that perfect colouring.
I firmly directed my wide-eyed Rex to drop the towel and lay nude before me on the bed and I twisted the small bedside lampshade to illuminate Rex's now fully reclining nudity. I sternly announced that Rex was to relax and close his eyes. I slid off my low heels and eased onto the foot of the bed.
He was just to allow me, this mysterious female figure now shrouded in the shadows, to just ever so gently...explore my new model from head to tasty toes. I took this first opportunity very seriously to explore a perfectly passive, very well-endowed, exquisitely handsome to dominate and manipulate in any way I could get away with!! I put on my better pair of eye spectacles and began my in-depth work!
Rex lay back on the pillows more. His green eyes begged.
His voice asked, "Can't I watch?"
"No! This moment is all mine. You can watch another time, maybe!" I intoned as if a schoolmarm.
Reaching forward and hovering over my muse, I started by using my gentle fingers and just playing "nurse" more or less. I touched one pink tight nipple, I found the depths of his fuzzy bellybutton, I enjoyed a space between his long toes! He squirmed a bit now and again, he giggled as if it tickled and then my eager fingers explored every inch of his uncut man-cock and ample foreskin! He grew hard and firm in my hand...it was brilliant! Why had I not done this with my ex-husband?
The power of Rex's throbbing erectile flesh in my now trembling hand made my head swim. I held the solid, deliciously warm shaft and tenderly pulled back his long silken foreskin exposing his rather purplish red swollen cock-head. The head of his perfect tool was all shiny and moist with pre-cum. It seemed to be reflecting the lamplight in its mirror-like surface.
