I’ve delivered loads to this picture so many times. It’s not just that I find this crazy little shortstack so sexy, that the nylon and spandex hug her curves like a koala to a eucalyptus tree… no…
It’s the danger. The danger of being surrounded by ravenous, horny men. Her tiny little body on top of a chair like a prize on a pedestal, like she’s begging to be nabbed. Look at the man on the right, his face inches away from her supple breast. At any moment someone, overcome with lust and hunger, could seize the Scottish minx and pin her to the floor.
Before you know it, multiple men use the opportunity to indulge themselves, tearing away at the material of her costume to reveal her most intimate parts. Her visage, still masked, contorted with panic and confusion as her nipples are pinched and sucked… the gasps of shock as her sex is fingered, as she is turned around and spanked, leaving bright red hand prints on her snow white skin.
And then, one by one, she is filled. Stuffed in every hole like a thanksgiving turkey, a module, a tool used purely for their most base desires. She is slowly overcome and driven intoxicated with pleasure as her receptors are overloaded, covered and filled with strange loads.
Yes… it’s the danger I find so erotic…
