‘I’d love to play with Elise de la Serre’s perfect, naked breasts in my hands. I’d cup them in my palms and feel the weight of them, admiring how soft and supple they are, squeezing them gently until I can hear her gasp. Then I’d slowly suckle on each nipple, lovingly teasing her by running circles around the teat with my tongue, and feel her writhe in pleasure and moan beneath me.’