When…
I tell you that I want you to take advantage of me.
Secret Thots for a Very Private Gentleman
tales, temptation, and titillation…
Suck and glide up along my slit, still sucking. Never stop sucking. When I grind my mound into your face, that’s me begging for more. That’s me needing you inside me. That’s me fucking your gorgeous face. That’s me wanting to cum. That’s me loving you on me—loving every cunt-sucking second you’re near me.
I had to change my panties today when I arrived home; I’d been thinking about you. Trying not to think about you made it worse and the warm, secret-gush of my pussy juice had soaked through. Even now, after changing into fresh lace, I can smell the lingering aroma that’s dried on my fingertips along with a knuckle.
And I think about your mouth, your whiskers pressed deeply against the silky folds of my cunt. Your nose pressed against my trimmed mound. I inhale deeply and as I walk to the sink, I think about you: when you latch on and suck
and suck
and suck…
until light.