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Espresso for two (a devotee dream)
Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: SingularityNL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
attraction to amputees, high leg amputations stood out by far. With every word I was saying, I couldn't help envisioning that mesmerisingly sexy stump of hers, now sadly hiding under the table. Or maybe that was for the better. Starting to drool would probably be the least of my concerns if she would have allowed me a closer look. "Okay, you're right. And I have," I replied. "And?" "I think I'm pretty good." It didn't make her look surprised. In fact, she seemed to appreciate me not being overly modest. "Then I'd like to see what you do, can I?" "Feel free," I said, handing her my camera and pointing her where to push to see the next picture. Her viewing my pics allowed me to observe her more closely. Her expression was not only clever, it was confident as well. As if she wasn't at all bothered by what she had been dealt with. Or maybe that was just me. After all, she was concentrating on something. It made me think though, wonder how she lost her leg, how long it had been, what she thought of herself. "Oh yes, I do like your photos," she commented while still viewing. "Thanks. Anything specific you like?" "You have in mind what you want to say and stick to that. Concise, nothing unnecessary added, no cheap drama. I like that." "Wow." "What?" she asked, looking up now. "It's exactly what I try to do. Striking." "Well, if you do it the right way, it should show, not?" "Guess ... you're right. But nice to hear, still. Thanks again." "You're welcome... mister?" "Paul, nice to meet you." "I'm Aidna, nice to meet you too, Paul." "Aidna, unusual name..." "It's Sami," she replied. "My mother is from Lapland." I couldn't hide my amazement. "And why is that making you look?" I told her what she had made me think of a few moments ago, and her smiled broadened. "Geesh, what a coincidence! So you know Lapland?" "I do yes. Beautiful place. Frigging cold too, though." It made her laugh. "Yeah, it's either cold or swamped with mosquitos, except for a couple of weeks between end of winter and the start of spring. That's really the best time!" Her enthusiasm made me smile. Also, it almost made me forget she was missing her right leg. My only experience with amputee women was pictures on the internet, and pictures don't talk. This pretty young woman did, and she was a pleasure to listen to. "What time where you there?" "November." "November's great too. Not too cold yet if you're lucky, yet all the still beauty of winter. Wow, this is fun. Any idea how often I run into someone who's actually been there?" "About as often as I run into a spontaneous chat with a beautiful woman?" I asked back with a cheeky grin. "That wouldn't be too rare for you? You're pretty good at it," she replied with a charmed smile. "It's your beauty, Aidna. Not my talent. ...