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.

Fuck me!




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