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Including one I’ve dedicated to a special customer up in Scotland. I wonder if he’ll figure out which one it is. I think I’ve encapuslated the kinky-sexy look I was going for. There’s a lovely one of my huge arse that’ll hopefully get the dedicated facesitters and oficionados of huge peachy arses foaming at the gills. This picture didn’t make it to the final cut, but for those dedicated to reading my blog and putting up with my moans, groans and gripes for the past year, thank you and enjoy:
Even if I do say so myself. I had a booking with one of my favourite clients at Victoria yesterday, and he always likes to see me dress up before he takes everything off,lol. He had been away working for a couple weeks and I hadn’t seen him in a while, and he was feeling particularly horny. I’m running out of sexy outfits at this rate but I do my best to surprise him. He had asked for something specific, which I didn’t have. But I said “leave it to me”, and had a think about what I could indeed surprise him with. So I put on my red bone corset that I can hardly breath in (long-time admirers of my ample assets will remember this corset from my old sites, it pushes my boobs up and out to bursting point). I also wore my old faithful six-strap sussie belt, complete with deliberetely laddered black stockings. No point in putting on any thongs I thought, they’d be off soon enough anyway,lol. Complete with heels and red lipstick and almost wearing my boobs as a smile, I looked like a 19th century tart. I even ruffled my usually well-coiffed hair to look as if I’d been dragged out of bed, for that extra dirty come hither look. The finished look was fantastic. It was all I could do to pull myself away from the mirror when the buzzer rang announcing the arrival of my client. I was strutting my stuff in front of it. And may I say, he was well blown away. The look on his face when he walked through the door was, as the Mastercard ad says, priceless. It was well worth not being able to breath properly for about half an hour. The lipstick was soon kissed off, and everything else followed soon after. I only wished that I remembered at the time to take a picture of myself so I could’ve posted it on my blog for you to see. I didn’t think about it until it was too late. Maybe another opportunity will present itself. But you gents certainly do love to keep me on my toes. I have one favourite client whose prefered state of my outfit is totally naked. I do get a kick out of trying to accommodate all tastes and requirements. Sometimes I can’t manage everything that is asked of me, but I always try my best with what I have. Who knew dressing up (or sometimes not) could be so fun. Now I still have to find a Christmas outfit for the party. Wish me luck. |
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