A little sucking and slurping, nibbling and squirting.
A little plunging and pounding, bucking and creaming.
A little over and under, sideways and backwards.
A little splurging and moaning, watching and pleasing.
A little spreading and reaching, gripping and screaming…
what makes me hunger…
for you.
one for the road…
the mmmm of yes…
the life-changing magic of tidying up…
three things, just three…
… and then when your cock stretches these lips you’ve so sweetly prepared, I want you to squeeze my bold clit between your thumb and forefinger: rub rub rub. As you slip deeper and pump harder, don’t release me, please. Trust me when I say: repeat repeat repeat.
this and that…
Tonite, my pussy thrums. I will slip out of my sexy lace thong. I will slide along the warmth of my folds and marvel. (This amazes me: how soft am I!) I will slide my fingers along, around, inside and out pleasuring myself, thinking of this and that – attached to you. And the scent of my juices will sugarcoat the moans of each breathy cum I make.