Reading Until I Can’t Stop Touching Myself.

There is nothing quite like the quiet of a house in the afternoon… I spent mine curled up with a book that was a little too spicy to read. I was wearing my favorite burgundy skirt and that soft blouse you always mention, but as the chapters got more intense, I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t even bother undressing—I just pushed my polka-dot thongs to the side and let my imagination take over while thinking of you. It’s soft, it’s curvy, and it’s very, very personal. Make yourself comfortable and watch how I lose track of my reading… I promise this book isn’t the only thing that will get you warmed up today. Drop a comment and tell me: which part of the video made your heart race the most? I want to know exactly what you’re thinking about when you look at me.