You're sleeping quite peacefully when suddenly your entire world turns upside down. You are buffeted around unsparingly, tangled up in the silk in which you had been resting. Awoken by total chaos your mind cannot register what was going on, or where you even were. In an instant your seeking eyes are invaded by light pouring in, filtered by some red canvas. Were you in a tent? In an intense panic you struggle to get free but it is a vain effort as your environment was still experiencing quite a bit of turbulence.
As suddenly as it had begun all motion stopped. Dazed and confused you continue struggling, fearing for your life and just wanting to escape. Somehow your efforts are rewarded as you manage to brush a section of your red prison off of your face, effectively freeing yourself. The sight you see before you knocks all your breath away as the realization of where you are slams home. The cat you now remember hiding from is nowhere in sight within the room, instead being replaced by Michelle standing in the middle of the room, wrapped up in only a towel with wet hair falling down to touch slick, moist skin. She had obviously just come from the shower and the effect of her towering over you in such decor is enough to make you long for her like you had never longed for anyone before. You felt as if you would explode with desire. In her hands she holds the pair of pants she had just fished you out off and with a careless flick she tosses them onto her bed. Underneath the hem of her towel her perfectly formed thighs flow ever upwards towards Heaven, almost coming together in glorious union before the imposing, straight line of the towel interrupts the landscape in stark contrast to the surrounding world of curves and guarding it's secrets jealously against all onlookers. You don't have to fantasize for long however because with one gentle motion Michelle unwraps the towel and lets in fall gracefully to the floor. Her body is radiant. Dawn light seeps in through her blinds as if on cue, reflecting upon droplets of water that yet cling to her naked skin, not wanting to leave the touch of this goddess. This reflection creates a shimmering effect in which dawn fire cascades down her body, illuminating every nuance of her grace with the slightest movement. She was beautiful. Golden hair fell across her soft face, always glowing with a soft smile, and then to brush against beautifully formed breasts miles above you. Awestruck by how she looks standing before you you cannot utter a single word. Michelle softly steps towards the chair upon which she had set your former prison, which you now regard as the most blessed of chariots, every step bringing her naked form nearer to your position. She carefully grasp the panties, causing you to tumble back down into their embrace, though your eyes never left her.
You feel your self falling slowly, almost to the ground. Slightly to your left a massive foot appears, followed by a graceful leg, sliding into the underwear tenderly. The whisper of the soft fabric upon her delicate skin chanted softy of all the worldly pleasures the earth could offer as she slipped her other foot through. Looking up now you encountered the greatest view of all. As Michelle drew you up higher and higher the view got larger and larger, encompassing all of your vision. The whispering became a roar, screaming to you blood of passion, pleasure, and overwhelming joy! As Apollo's chariot once carried him to the sun yours was now quickly sweeping you up towards a whole different fire!
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