In the early hours of the morning of 12th January 2013 two stints of the most incredible quality, sensuality and raw sexual power took hold of my senses.
The build up had been relatively unsuspecting.
Clare Richards was teasing remorselessly with her blend of imperiously steamy body language and powerful gaze from her mesmerising eyes.
She looked typically stunning in her lingerie and black stockings.
To see items of clothing disappear from her curves was not unusual by this point but as the night wore on an electricity was in the air. A palpable sense of 'Will she?' 'Could tonight be the night?' 'Is something incredible about to happen?' 'Are all our nightshow dreams about to come true?'
Suddenly out came the oil and she was stripped down to just her tiny thong.
Hearts were a pounding, pulses were racing, countless pairs of eyes were no doubt utterly transfixed on the heavenly vision before them.
Then the moment that even holy grail would buckle in the face of.
A totally naked and drenched in oil Clare Richards.
In this era of course Snooks was fully in his calling element.
A leap to the phone in prayer that connection to her could be swift.
It duly was. Time to take FULL advantage.
Snooks intended to manoeuvre her slowly this way and that but in truth did not need to instruct her. As he erupted into a relentless cacophony of raw filth Clare responded in kind. She slowly twisted and turned so gracefully and she effortlessly glided both hands over her flawless body. Every position, every pose delivered with such feeling, such desire, such authority. Snooks completely lost in a world of pleasure as more and more lustful words gushed down the phone to an insatiable Clare.
By the time the call ended poor old Snooks was in a daze.
A little while later though Clare was back on screen.
In the shower set
. As if to provoke a responsive thought 'FFS Clare you are trying to finish me'
.
Snooks dashed to the phone once more.
Through straight away. He was in a selfish, greedy mood. He was gonna use up the whole time allowed before being timed out.
Naked Clare at her most sensual, most erotic, most alluring, most enticing, most dirty, most lustful, most raw and most sexually intense.
Water cascading down over her perfect curves amidst mutual cascading of verbal filth being exchanged down the telephone line.
Lapping up every last drop of sexual tension until Snooks's ambulance had arrived to take him away.
Just time to tell Clare what an unbelievable night it had been and say goodbye before the timed out message hit and the call ended.
Unforgettable
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