PORTFOLIO
Miss Rebecca Bond-Erotica Writer
"Whilst lips ravished my breasts, his hands trailed a path of tantalizing destruction down my body, calloused pads scraping roughly across goose-fleshed skin and stoking the fire within. Then, without warning, buttons were popped, zips were yanked and before I could process what was happening through the lustful haze of our kiss, he was rubbing my throbbing pussy through the textured fabric of my lace panties. I was truly bound for him, wrists cuffed above my head and ankles shackled with my own uniform pants.
My breath hitched as his tongue continued to plough into my mouth, fighting for dominance. I pushed against him whilst he pinned me against the wall, eager to maintain some semblance of control, to let him know that I was a willing participant in his game of erotic torture. A soft chuckle escaped his throat as my hips continued to jerk against his hand rhythmically, the wet lubricant of my snatch now seeping through the thin material."
from Sin City, Uniform Behaviour -Miss Rebecca Bond
www.missrebeccabond.co.uk
