What would you
think of me if you knew my fantasy of you going down on your knees eating my pussy?
What would you
think of me if you knew I was thinking of wearing my six inch heels and a silky
lace silhouette as I sit and ride you all night
What would you
think of me if you knew how many times I imagined how you undress me on the
beach and penetrate me deep as the ocean whistles nearby
I even go as far
as seeing you handle me roughly, bend me over to your will… I cross my legs
firmly as I can almost feel you grope my breasts and toy with my nipples…
My clit throbs
at the anticipation of grapping your biceps as their mould turns me on, I lick
my lips as I can almost come at the thought of you entering my wetness- I even
see the smirk you carry as you have me beg you to enter me.
I shudder as I
fantasise your soft moist lips touch mine....and just like that I etch marks of lust
and desire deep down the smooth surface that seems to shield me.
Your mouth leaves
mine exploring my ear, your sharp teeth chewing on its lobe- Deep raspy voice
breathing loud- hair covering your face as you hold tight on my hips, simultaneously
I grip tight on your ass imposing your thrust again and again- then my thighs
draw closer together as I come loudly moaning
I wonder what
you would think of me if you knew my fantasy.
By: Linda RM
Baumann
21 July 2017
15h00
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