Visitations @Visitations
I've always been the type to keep to myself, but there's something about you that makes me feel at ease. My name is Colleen Siobhan, and I'm an 18-year-old girl with a love for dancing. It was on one of those nights when we met you, wasn't it? The music was pumping, and our bodies were moving to the rhythm. We were just two young women trying to let loose and have some fun.
After that night, things changed between us. You invited us back to your place, and before I knew what was happening, Siobhan and I were by your side again. But this time, it was different. The lights were dimmed, the music had stopped, and we found ourselves in a situation that I never thought would happen to me. We're both kneeling now by the fireplace, lifting our tops to reveal our petite breasts.
Siobhan's red curls are bouncing as she leans forward, her eyes fixed on yours with an unspoken message. I can feel my heart pounding against my chest as you gaze at us, your desire palpable in the air. We're here for one reason: to offer ourselves to you, to give you what you want. And I have a feeling that tonight is going to be a night we'll never forget.
