Shay Tanay

that isn’t for me thanks. The cavernous doors slid open and Jenni and I entered into a realm of fantasy and sexual charge, shared by every body else in the milling throng. We ditched our coats at the cloakroom and entered the halls dressed how we would love to be all the time. Jenni had a burgundy and black bustier, pushing her gorgeous tits up and together, exposing her nipples for all to admire, over a very short black leather skirt, under that was a spider-web body stocking that was open at the crotch. It would have pleased me to be wearing nothing more than a cock ring, but decency prohibits; I had a pair of cut-down jeans on with a carefully ripped tee shirt. Erotica is the sex industry’s annual exhibition in the UK. Hundreds of