<div class="floatleft">(https://steemitimages.com/0x0/https://steemitimages.com/DQmdVNdJJFnhH2upNNshDaJtXQALp2Wm43rXwGeENecHUKi/wallhdpic%20(2).jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Kitty Conrad<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Bathroom<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Late. This girl ain’t on time for anything <br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Little, flirty red dress (https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fsindhing.info%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2017%2F12%2Fbeautiful-outfits-for-girls-kimberly-little-red-dress-tumblr-garner-wears-beautiful-outfits-for-girls-nw-sectionsewn-photography-by-www-nw-little.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fsindhing.info%2Flittle-red-dress-tumblr%2F8127%2Fbeautiful-outfits-for-girls-kimberly-little-red-dress-tumblr-garner-wears-beautiful-outfits-for-girls-nw-sectionsewn-photography-by-www-nw-little&amp;docid=q96kA6ZHiAogkM&amp;tbnid=Q7ulDeWzSTtLPM%3A&amp;vet=12ahUKEwiB99H00aLcAhUSi6wKHfR-AMU4ZBAzKB4wHnoECAEQIQ..i&amp;w=1900&amp;h=3459&amp;itg=1&amp;bih=589&amp;biw=1366&amp;q=little%20red%20dress%20tumblr&amp;ved=2ahUKEwiB99H00aLcAhUSi6wKHfR-AMU4ZBAzKB4wHnoECAEQIQ&amp;iact=mrc&amp;uact=8#h=3459&amp;imgdii=Ll9qvTV1q_PbZM:&amp;spf=1531710482434&amp;vet=12ahUKEwiB99H00aLcAhUSi6wKHfR-AMU4ZBAzKB4wHnoECAEQIQ..i&amp;w=1900) + Mask (https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2F58%2F07%2F64%2F5807641df91bd597083fb6b7e21ac8bd.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.pinterest.com%2Fpin%2F20547742026934503%2F&amp;docid=t1dFcxCvBl3l1M&amp;tbnid=hXXi38ovlBw4mM%3A&amp;vet=10ahUKEwidmZf8yaLcAhVKWq0KHeJQCr4QMwjMAigOMA4..i&amp;w=544&amp;h=760&amp;bih=589&amp;biw=1366&amp;q=jeweled%20mask&amp;ved=0ahUKEwidmZf8yaLcAhVKWq0KHeJQCr4QMwjMAigOMA4&amp;iact=mrc&amp;uact=8)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Daniel Wellbrooke. Closed.<br/><strong>Notes:</strong> </span><hr/><br/><br/>The small, well-appointed bathroom confined them and thrust them together. Kitty loved the thrill, the wildness of it all. Anyone might do it on a bed, or in the pool. But a bathroom, with people just outside the door, waiting for a turn, was a naughty adventure. And Kitty lived for adventure.<br/><br/>If Kitty kissed the man hard and deep, his kiss was harder and deeper, and she melted beneath his demanding lips. He prolonged the kiss, made it more sensual, as his arms wrapped around her and subtly lifted. On her ass, on her breast, his hands roamed again. Her back was at the door, he pushed her further into it. He wasn’t gentle; she didn’t want him to be! Suddenly lifted higher, Kitty squealed in delight as he pinned her to the door and held her in place with his strength. Her smaller body was held upwards, and her face looked into his with feral hunger. She was deliciously trapped! Kitty didn’t want to get away!<br/><br/>With sexy confidence, he ushered her legs around his waist and Kitty needed no urging. In a smooth motion, taunt and toned thighs wrapped him as his hands slid under her dress. Small purrs of approval glided from her lips to his and vibrated there. Her arms wrapped the man’s neck for safekeeping. But his lips broke away and his lips kissed elsewhere. Yet never did they dip beyond the confines of her dress. Kitty’s breath caught as he neared her nipples and she murmured displeasure as he retreated without touching them. The back and forth torture drove her mad with want! Fingers ran through his hair, pulling, massaging, holding; her hands couldn’t stay still. His masculine scent intoxicated her, and she tried to lift herself higher to give him space and room to maneuver where she wished him to be.<br/><br/>With need, her legs tightened and because Kitty had no inhibitions, she slid her hands between their bodies suggestively, a coy smile on her lips, before she grasped the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head. Wisps of hair caught tangled before sliding free as the dress fell carelessly from Kitty’s fingers to land in a red puddle on the floor. “No distractions… remember,” she whispered with a grin, as her bare breasts lifted towards him, the pale flesh creamy and full. And in the hands that held her ass, his fingers would find the threads of the skimpiest and most expensive red thong that celebrity money could buy. Beyond the glittering mask, she wore nothing else.<br/><br/>