Gideon’s eyes adjusted easily to the dim light. There wasn’t much to see inside the exposed brick walls apart from truncated pipes rising from the floor and hanging metal light fixtures the size of umbrellas. He jammed his hands into his pockets, thinking it was strange to see his breath in the air that time of year. Gideon climbed a flight of metal stairs, following the echo of faraway sounding music. Pushing through a set of heavy metal doors, he entered a large space in the building’s interior. The windowless room rose to the full height of the building, massive timbers spanning its width. A rough wooden platform had been constructed in the middle of the room and covered with a large mattress. Sturdy posts at its corners and head were fitted with thick, stainless steel eye hooks. He looked up. Tungsten lights tilted their necks and gazed at the sordid stage, its antiseptic white sheets illuminating the distant walls in a soft glow. Mara hadn’t heard him. She was humming along with. She lay back, letting him admire the black lace basque, stockings and suspenders. She reached for him and unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them over his hips and letting them drop to the floor. He hooked his thumbs under the elastic of his boxers and slid them down his legs, kicking them aside, along with his jeans. His majestic cock stood to attention and she licked her lips hungrily. She pulled his hips towards her and flicked the tip of his cock with her tongue and heard him exhale sharply. She began to lightly run her nails up and down his long shaft. “Mmmmm,” she heard him groan. As she worked her hand up and down his throbbing cock, she swirled her tongue around the head, tasting his exquisite saltiness. She gazed up at him through long, dark lashes as he watched himself move in and out of her soft, full lips. He suddenly withdrew and knelt to the floor and started to gently kiss each leg in turn, from the tip of her toes up to the lace top of her black stockings. He unclipped.
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