Various brushes, combs and creams had been scattered around the countertop. The air conditioner was on full blast, puckering her nipples. Sitting naked at her table in the bathroom, Katalin smiled. Carefully, she dragged a hairbrush through soft, silken strands of auburn hair until she'd run the brush down the full length of her waist-long curls. She knew her lover enjoyed watching her brush her hair, her ample ass shifting from side to side with each stroke.
If he was there, he'd be licking his lips and stroking his thick cock. She could envision him standing behind her in the mirror, strands of blond hair covering eyes that burrowed into her soul and saw the desperation for the one thing she begged of him, needed from him.
The one thing she'd wanted was to belong to him, collar and cuffs--meaning she'd be his submissive, his only sweet pet. She would have a Prince like the faery tales. Only he'd be kinky. And Hungarian. There was something about the race that called to her, probably the gypsy aspect.
Young as she was, she could tame the beast inside him.
Tickets lay to her right on the countertop. She looked at them and smiled, deciding she would show up looking like darkness in light, dressed in a flowing gothic skirt with her hair cascading down her shoulders, saunter over to her Prince and unzip his pants in the middle of the airport, pull out his cock and suck him down quickly.
She laughed and felt beads of wetness form at her centre.
Deciding she could take a few minutes of personal time, she stood, letting her hair fall over the curve of her ass. Trimmed curls fluttered over her bare skin, tickling her as she walked to the bed. She lay on her stomach, hair spreading out over her body. Fingers slid beneath her body, one hand cupping her breast. She toyed with the nipple as drops of moisture coated her inner lips. A hand slid between her thighs, fingers touching, rubbing the delicate nub.
She wished Stefan was here, shoving his cock up her ass while his fingers spread her open. She wanted, ached to feel the gentle slap of his balls against her spread lips as she sent him into a climax that would no doubt trigger hers.
After a few minutes, fingers caressing, slipping in and out, she'd worked herself into frenzy. Bucking her hips against her hands, she moved faster, the sound of fingers swirling around her wetness heightening her pleasure. Her breath caught in her throat, her body tensing before the coil inside her sprang outward, exploding throughout her body.
Katalin threw her head back, mouth open and crying out for her lover as orgasm rocked her. Her body jolted before the warmth of orgasmic bliss set in and caused her to yawn. Setting her head down, Katalin decided she had a few moments to rest before she went about the rest of her day.
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