Gloryhole Swallows – Rylee’s 2nd Visit Pic(s)
Rylee, a woman in her early thirties, with auburn hair and emerald green eyes, found herself standing before the heavy wooden doors of the infamous Red Room once more. The anticipation of her second visit to the notorious gloryhole filled her with both excitement and nervousness. She had first discovered the Red Room a month ago during a lonely and restless night, her curiosity piqued by a local rumor. After that night, she knew she would return. As she hesitated at the entrance, Rylee felt a hand on her shoulder. It was the bouncer, a man named Alex, who had greeting her during her first visit. “Another one of those nights, Miss Rylee?” He asked with a sly smile, making no attempt to hide his knowing glance. She blushed, nodding, and he opened the door with a flourish, allowing her to enter. The Red Room was dimly lit and filled with the soft, sweet scent of aphrodisiacs. Leather-clad men and women roamed the room, engaging in various erotic activities with one another.
However, Rylee’s focus was on the gloryhole, located in a secluded corner, surrounded by a red velvet curtain. Her heart raced as she approached, her body responding with a warmth that spread from her core outwards. Rylee reached out and touched the worn, wooden wall of the gloryhole, feeling the roughness beneath her fingertips. The memories of her first visit came flooding back – the exhilarating feeling of anonymity, the anticipation, and the ultimate satisfaction. She stepped closer, her heart pounding in her chest. As she waited, she closed her eyes and let her mind wander. She thought about the man from her first visit, the one whose touch had left her trembling with pleasure. He was unknown, a mystery, a man of her dreams and desires. The anonymity of the situation heightened her arousal, making the experience all the more intense. She couldn’t help but wonder who would be on the other side this time.
