Libby's Birthday Present!
For my 27th birthday, I didn't ask for much—just a willing submissive for me to torture, tease, and use however I saw fit for one night!
A friend blindfolded me and drove me to a secret destination. When he led me out of the car and into a doorway, I could guess that we were in a hotel. I heard heels clicking on a marbled floor and elevators dinging. We went up the elevator, and just as we approached room 669, my friend took my blindfold off, opened the door, and quickly strode away.
I blinked, my eyes unused to the harsh light, and there she was: Kitty, on her knees, patient and sexy. I sucked on my electronic cigarette and circled my prey. She grinned, ready and willing.

Have I mentioned I love submissives who are eager to please?
Suffice to say, my Kitty is a giver.
I ran my fingertips over her smooth skin, and my thighs dampened as I told her the progressively twisted games I had in mind. I don't know what turned me on more—telling Kitty how I would slap and tease and tittilate her, or seeing the look of utter surrender on her beautiful face.

She took each swat like a pro, and moaned beautifully. I just loved hearing the whimpers and groans as I beat her brown body to a pinkish-red color that glowed. Who knew that such sensitive areas could stretch and bend to meet the depravity I demanded? She begged me to choke her, and I obliged—well, perhaps "obliged" isn't the right word, for I relished every second of her suffering. After five hours of rough play, it was time to take out the 10-inch strap-on and the 7-inch pink dildo ... You can call me to hear how the rest of our night went ... I had Kitty singing Happy Birthday to me while she got all those delicious holes ....
Call me!
Libby at (215) 904-0150
A friend blindfolded me and drove me to a secret destination. When he led me out of the car and into a doorway, I could guess that we were in a hotel. I heard heels clicking on a marbled floor and elevators dinging. We went up the elevator, and just as we approached room 669, my friend took my blindfold off, opened the door, and quickly strode away.
I blinked, my eyes unused to the harsh light, and there she was: Kitty, on her knees, patient and sexy. I sucked on my electronic cigarette and circled my prey. She grinned, ready and willing.
Have I mentioned I love submissives who are eager to please?
Suffice to say, my Kitty is a giver.
I ran my fingertips over her smooth skin, and my thighs dampened as I told her the progressively twisted games I had in mind. I don't know what turned me on more—telling Kitty how I would slap and tease and tittilate her, or seeing the look of utter surrender on her beautiful face.
She took each swat like a pro, and moaned beautifully. I just loved hearing the whimpers and groans as I beat her brown body to a pinkish-red color that glowed. Who knew that such sensitive areas could stretch and bend to meet the depravity I demanded? She begged me to choke her, and I obliged—well, perhaps "obliged" isn't the right word, for I relished every second of her suffering. After five hours of rough play, it was time to take out the 10-inch strap-on and the 7-inch pink dildo ... You can call me to hear how the rest of our night went ... I had Kitty singing Happy Birthday to me while she got all those delicious holes ....
Call me!
Libby at (215) 904-0150




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