she calls.... and ! come

That majestic caramel skin beauty called out my name again.

The mistress lives in a dark place but when she is finally in the open tickles, your nose and it's like fireworks in your ear.

I bow down to her scent and the feelings she gives me.

mmmmmm....

"That's the Real Thing."


perhaps I should invite her good friend, Rum, for a party.