I know you have a weakness for Women in gloves. The sight of Me wearing leather gloves drives you wild, as you begin dreaming of My soft, tight, leather-clad hands running over your skin, caressing you, edging you and denying you, leaving you craving more. Imagine the scent of fresh leather as I smothered your mouth and nose, the sound it would make against your skin as I spanked you and the feeling as I wrapped My hands around your throat. Enough to drive a glove addict like you wild, isn’t it?

I know you have a weakness for Women in gloves. The sight of Me wearing leather gloves drives you wild, as you begin dreaming of My soft, tight, leather-clad hands running over your skin, caressing you, edging you and denying you, leaving you craving more. Imagine the scent of fresh leather as I smothered your mouth and nose, the sound it would make against your skin as I spanked you and the feeling as I wrapped My hands around your throat. Enough to drive a glove addict like you wild, isn’t it?