escort diary® of Amber Moore: A rare Saturday night free
Share this...
I’ve come from a delicious encounter with a close friend, and an even closer colleague.
I’m traversing the night home and am fantasising about someone, right now, reading this from a 5 star hotel in the cbd and calling me.
Right, now.
A side track on my journey home that leads me to you, a glass of something, and tossing your bedsheets into a twist…
Let’s spend the rest of the night ensconced in each other and great conversation.
Otherwise I’ll be going back to my chambers to sleep like the queen I am.
Whilst I am starting to feel waves of slumber approaching, I’m still incredibly horny for… something unexpected.
Call me.
My black boots and red dress… my lingerie and lips are perfectly poised to smile as I say your name.
