"Scarlett Rose stole my fantasies and created a world of intimacy and desire that some men can only dream of. From the moment she opened the door and allowed her robe to slightly open to reveal the sensual flesh that was to be unleashed on me, to the soft and tender goodbye kiss as I left, i was hers. The conversations were light and insightful, her humour was witty and sarcastic and her music set the mood of the oncoming dance of oil and sensual touch. We washed each other as if would be the last time either of us would feel the touch of flesh under our fingers. Only leaving the sanctity of the shower to continue our erotic dance elsewhere. We each laid upon the table, taking turns spreading oil onto every part of each other’s bodies."


Sir Smitty
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