Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “Merry Christmas”. Dear My Doctor, My Alpha Male, My Dom, Sir, please move in close. Press your pulse to my lips.Feel the heat of my whispers The five sighs of this pleasure
Sir, what I want most from you is your dick in a box, can you do that for me, please?
Dear My Doctor, My Alpha Male, My Dom Sir, I lay waiting for you under the tree. My hair down around my shoulders, my body propped on one elbow, two bows strategically placed around me. I wait for you, hoping you come to me soon, waiting to feel your touch to warm my skin on this cold morning.
I anticipate your touch. I wait to feel your hands sliding through my hair. I wait to feel your lips press against mine drawing the passion from me. I wait for your fingers to slip down and untie the bows, to feel your fingertips caress my skin. I wait for the moment in which we surrender to each other. In this moment the passion will break free, a hunger in need. I wait for the feeling of your body pressed against mine, your hands and lips devouring me. I want you to feel to heat between my thighs, the ache and desire that waits for you. I want you to feel how wet I am just thinking about you here with me.
