On a cold winter's evening my toes shivered and my teeth chattered. On the brink of complete darkness mine eyes beheld a golden aura just in front of me. BEHOLD! It was hot chocolate manifested before me. From there we've been together many decades. And they lived happily ever after!
Her passion was her own. It was what she created and crafted its every detail. Tonight she would have a passion not of the usual kind. Tonight she would discover ecstasy based solely on a love she writes in form. With whomever he desires, as long as she needs to, Too be as often as she craves.
Her best erotic evenings are the ones in which she creates and performs herself. Her imagination wild, her patience limited, her scenario perfect, her lover a man she has not met before, lastly a chapter in her life that is new and hers alone.