It was inevitable that I would relax at some point. Perhaps I was always bound to be on display when this happened?
It just took some time and effort, not to mention a little rope.
The rope kisses make me happy.
The tantalising glimpse of my instep and heel draws me in closer.
And then, only then, do I realise my pussy is on display. You can tell my priorities, can’t you?
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