A LITTLE DAY DREAM


You will lower me to the bed, one hand holding my wrists. Keeping me still.

“You want it. Ask for it.” you whisper in my ear.

um will you fuck me.

-I have been thinking of M. Daydreaming about getting pounded really hard. The thought of his thick cock sliding inside me, dripping with my cum..

 

 

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