Warning: (insert obligatory warnings about nudity, fetishes, and over weight people).

We were shooting the tenth clip of the night. At least I think it was the tenth. Don’t quote me on that. I do know that it was late enough that The Puppy called to ask if everything was okay. Now naked and lying on my back, I was staring at the walls and ceiling. It was either that, or stare at the underside of Darling Rikki's breasts. I was trying to avoid that for a couple of reasons: 1) Every time I stared at them I wanted to grope them, 2) I had just met her earlier that evening. 2) If all went as planned, she would be tying me up later. You do not do anything that might offend someone who is going to have you bound and at their mercy at some point in your life. No matter how much the idea makes your panties wet. Putting action to thought proved to be a test of restraint with Rikki running her fingers up and down my thigh, but I managed. I shivered from a combination of the rubbing, the cold air that was making my nipples stand at attention, and anticipation. The Puppy would have found the whole thing amusing had he been there. Tiffany began the countdown. Then the tickling began.

Welcome, to my latest shoot with Stripped Images.

(preview video and pics after the break)

This article appears in Jul 1-7, 2009.