My knees got weak at the thought of M kissing me. His hands being on me. The hot explicit words he would be whispering would be shocking.
I am so wet at the image of M teasing me, stroking his cock in and pulling out so just the head of his cock teases the opening of my hole.
The mischievous grin, M’s smoldering blue eyes. I ache for release.
He sets my ankles on his shoulders, after I plead I beg for him to stop teasing me. He slides deep inside, so thick so slowly..
M thrusts harder, his hands winding in my hair. his cock stroking against my g-spot.
M whispers how tight wet I am. He isn’t going to be gentle this time.
His need is so carnal, so hungry.
“I want to hear you, I want to feel you cum on my cock” M hisses. “Cum.”
-Oh my god I had to stop.
I got so turned on I had to play with myself.
I got so turned on my the idea of him lying in bed, reading this. Stroking his cock.