Soft silk & lace against hard flesh makes my knees weak. Fingertips over silk. Stroking his firm muscle & bone through the richness of velvet? Divine.
And a sharp cut suit over sumptuous curves, framing beautiful breasts, until I tear it off her? Heavenly.
Screw the department signs in M&S.
There’s little more perfectly sensual than a contrast.
Nothing more gorgeous than someone wearing the things that make them shine.
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Twisted Ms Quin 