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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Rather than fearful i felt aroused by his imposing, menacing appearance. Those big, dark brown arms folded over a broad chest covered with a tightly fitted black polo shirt with the top button undone revealing a hairy chest.
I smiled as i got closer to him, his stare became more serious.
"show me what's inside your bag" he ordered assertively.
I blushed as he pulled out a lipstick and a pair of black lace panties which he put back into my bag.
"lift your arms" he said running his wand up and down my body which was free of any metal to provoke his wand.
Having passed the security check i entered the gallery which was due to close in 15 minutes. Mesmerised by the muscular hunks masculinity i turned to have a final glimpse and was surprised to see that he was looking back at me and not ahead towards the entrance.
Our eyes became locked in a game of trying to comprehend one another. His stern stare gave little away. I smiled flirtatiously and continued to admire the paintings on offer...
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