Day 2 finds you staring at me with mouth agape in another skintight bodysuit…Sprawled on my couch, showcasing my long, lean legs has you aching more than yesterday…and leaking to boot. Watching my sensual flexilbity, and listening to my instruction has you ready to explode, but you aren’t allowed unless you pay a proper price. What’s more important? Selfish release, or waiting to pay an even higher price next session for the prospect of the same outcome?