Sexy weekend special - Tey Noir (Patreon)

The moment I loaded her into my studio, I knew she was trouble.
She had a pair of killer legs, and a behind most men would kill for to grope.

I smiled at her shily. She was a woman that was hard to say no to. A woman that could ignite lust just by flashing half a smile.

I swallowed. Here she was, in her divine beauty, sitting in my sight. A blessing to a broke artist like myself. Trouble or not, I knew I needed her. Needed to eternalize what I saw. I gathered my thoughts and spoke to her.

"Good ev'ning, m'lady. What may I do you for?"
She smiled at me, melting my heart and raising my mast.
"Bonsoir, Monsieur. Would you do a favor for little old me and render me like one of these French girls? I can not offer much, but I think I can make it worth your time."

My heart took a leap. She wanted me. I wanted her. That day, I lost myself inside her. She took more than just me. She took my mind, my sould, my love. I was hers to do however she pleased. And I regret nothing.