NEED TO TURN THE FAN ON AGAIN - It's hot in here!
He's waited a long time to be able to do this. He cherishes every moment of it.
"Let me do this for you." He whispers as he sensually drags the feather across the already teased and tenderized skin, smiling with joy at the arched response that unashamedly begs for more.
"Yes!" the moans entreat him to keep going, not caring of the picture presented of such wanton disregard for inhibitions. "Oh, God, yes!"
With his smile still in place, the joy of giving pleasure soon engulfs him and he loses all thought, save the sounds of exquisite rapture as a result of his continued caresses and attention.
The night is young and he's found his rightful place.
