If only you were here...
I would be standing in front you, pressing my soft curvy body against you, wearing that little black basque I showed you and nothing else. The top is pulled down slightly so my boobs are uncovered, held up high by the basque beneath. My pink swollen nipples being pinched by the clamps, the weight of the heavy silver chain pulling on them. I love the ache from them, making my skin tingle, making my smooth pussy wet.
I'm kissing you while my hand gently squeezes your hard cock, stroking you, teasing. My hand working up and down your shaft, my thumb rolling over the head with each stroke. Sucking on your bottom lip, biting ever so slightly as my other hand runs down your chest and over your stomach before gently massaging your balls while I wank you with the other hand, my soft fingers encircling you; my red painted nails look so good against your skin.
Edging back towards the bed, I climb onto it and kneel in front of you, my round soft ass sticking out under the black basque as I slowly swirl my tongue around the head of your cock, looking up into your eyes.