Laughter the Best Orgasm
You find yourself tied up spread eagle open and exposed for the world, blindfolded waiting for the first touch. Will it be the feel of leather, or the gentle touch of fingernail or a tongue..? Struggling against your bonds the anticipation is almost too much to bear. Softly you whisper into the silence, begging to be touched to know someone else is there…there is no response but the touch of a…. …A touch of leather, stiff and hard, but tracing ever so softly on your skin. You can’t place it at first. Unsure of what’s being used. Unable to think you mind sinks lower in your body and falls deeper into the feelings of pleasure that the leather is bringing you. It traces around the base of your neck and slowly and ever so lightly …