101 Words: Nails
 

Nails ranked like soldiers; perfectly crimson bedecked. Attentive and attending as they traverse dappled flesh. Observing every imperfection; paying homage to Ankara Escort every flaw. Freckles. Sincan Escort Moles. An expanded pore. Etlik Escort Trickling betwixt them as taut flesh quivers beneath each inquiring touch. Dare I capture a sample ... between thumb and fore? To pinch. To twist. To admire the blood rush to meet my abusive taunts. Will you sigh? Will you gasp? Will the soft globes of your buttocks squeeze and your hips rock? Will those thickly swollen lips part to reveal your seeping inner core? I'm curious. And curiosity always gives way to adventure.