Asking, teasing, “Is he good honey?”
Morgana invited Raelene and her toy boy James around again for the following Sunday afternoon. She was stunning in heels and a short, tight black dress, with immaculate make up, her dress highlighting her curvy body. “I know what you like Morgana, your kinky sexual tastes and fetishes. Killer heels, and a short skirt halfway up her wonderful thighs. Even more exciting if their partner is watching or tongue kissing her. “You love it.”
‘Yes, yes!’ she was almost screaming with a mixture of pain and pleasure. We are all friends and lovers here Rosanna. Feel free to indulge and participate.”
An electric moment when Morgana leant back against a table and slowly lifted her skirt, alternating her gaze between Raeline and the boy.
