Being talented in the bedroom makes all the difference.. but being creative is what gets you that invite back. She sent a text asking if I was busy..and that she just got out of the shower. I had just finished a job on the Eastside and wasn’t super far. I responded with our dynamic in tact. ‘What does babygirl want?’ A few texts later I was walking in her back door to the lights off, some candles burning and rose petals on the floor. She was sitting in a chair with her back to me and a blindfold on in lingerie. She has special woven stockings.. and no panties. What’s special about them?.. you’ll see shortly. She always likes to start with her curiosities piqued. She was married, young and beautiful. Her husband was fully aware of our dynamic, and having several sessions recorded, began learning some new techniques from our sessions. I turned on some tantric massage music as I prepare. Before I get started .. I gently blew on her neck.. kissed the small of her neck.. you know that spot right at the crest of the shoulder that gives them goosebumps? Then I kissed her hand. I prepared some fresh fruit she had purchased for our session. A ripe mango, some strawberries, some ice and of course the whip cream. I brought a bag of toys that she likes to frequent different experiences. I pulled out the feather wand.. ran it across her shoulders. Lifted her hair up and ran it across her shoulders. I put her hair in a scrunchee as to not get wet. I ran a small piece of ice on her neck and gently slurped the drops as they ran down her chest. She leaned forward for me to unhook her bra strap. I unhooked it but left it on her shoulders. As I run the ice slowly over her already hard nipples.. she gets goosebumps again. Then I breathe closely on her nipples to bring a warm sensation after the ice. The a short gentle suck. Her nipples are super sensitive.. especially the right one. She’s climbing the walls at the point. I whisper in her ear.. and tell her to enjoy the moment. I brush the feather over her nipples and her back starts to arch.. I gently brush my fingertips over her legs. She leans back, her back still arched, and I tear into her special stockings, designed to be torn. The sound of the fabric tearing sends her into a light shaking. I place her legs over my shoulders.. and with ice in my mouth.. I drip some of the cold water a her clit.. and gently blow on it. Then I swallow the water and start breathing heavy to create warmth in my mouth and tongue. I then bury my warm tongue in her clit.. and wiggling it. She’s pulling my hair at this point and her legs are trembling. I take a few swipes with my tongue making the whole of her pussy wet. I wet a small 4” vibrating dildo type toy and slide it in to her pulsating vagina. She starts to slightly convulse.. so I do short squeezes on her feet and hands. I place her arms around my neck and she wraps her legs around my waist.. she hugs me tight, still gently shaking. I bring her into her bedroom where I placed the fruit and whip cream. I sit her up on the bed, still blindfolded. I quickly undress, while I change the music to some Röyksopp. I glide my fingers up her legs and slowly pull out the toy and turn it off. I walk over to the nightstand, put the toy in the bowl, and grab a piece of mango and place it between my teeth. I stand on the bed, and glide my fingers across her lips.. the glide the mango across her lips. She smells and tastes the mango and knows what’s coming. I take the mango and squeeze it so the juice runs down my cock. Her mouth is open waiting patiently for her prize. She feels me standing close, so she reaches out to find my legs. She slides her hands up the back of my legs grabs my ass. She licks her lips and .. I wait. She senses my hesitation.. and says ‘please daddy?’ I move closer and she opens her mouth with her tongue out…