What happens when Victorian Miss - Martha Peabody, purchases the lavish devil’s skirt with the huge bustle? Martha loves playing saucy games and soon her extravagant confection catches the eye of daring Mr Snuff - the man with the erotic snuff box. It’s certain he can’t wait to get his hands on - or should we say under Martha’s gorgeous new skirt. Martha discovers she’s not the only one with a fetish when the two of them indulge in a few kinky parlour games and a daring game of hide and seek beneath the ruffles and bustle of Martha’s costume.
‘There you are, you red velvet temptress,’ a voice said. And instantly there he was, leaning forward with his hands on either side of the wall, so he could stare into my face. ‘My, my, you’re even better close up than I imagined.’ He gripped my jaw in his hand and turning my head this way and that, he studied my profile. ‘Yes, what a beauty.’ His thumb rubbed my lips, smudging my lipstick. ‘And such homely proportions too. I adore a woman with flesh on her bones and a generous cock-sucking mouth.’
Glancing up and down the alley, I felt a perverse thrill. Boldly I thrust out my globular breasts and angled my face so he could admire my profile framed by my cascades of curly red hair. Out came a finger and he curled a tendril of my hair around it and inspected it carefully. ‘I never saw such red hair. What a precious little minx. You have a bit of the Irish in you. I wonder if you’re as fiery on the inside as the outside and if your quim’s as juicy and red as this offering.’
