Stigmatophilia

Hell, when I look at this picture I actually think that I would buy a bikini for myself and my wife! I actually think I might wear it too! What a looker this babe is huh? I could walk up behind this perfectly tattooed body and just throw my arms around her, caressing her skin and the curve of her hips and everything that makes her the perfect shape of a woman that she is! And the bikini? Well, let’s just say that it wouldn’t last long when I’m around.

There is one think I love to do to a babe who has a bikini on (babes to which I have access by the way, I don’t randomly do this to people on the beach!). I like to walk up behind and simply replace the bikini with my hands!

That’s right, I make a little hand bikini, and I do it in public really fast so that my woman doesn’t know. And when it’s done she can’t move because you are covering her boobs; she simply has to let you hold them for as long as you want to, or at least until she can put her bikini back on properly. I love to indulge my petty fancies!