I’m not in love with you. I’m not in love at all. I want what isn’t mine but only for tonight. More than one night would feel like commitment. I’m not ready for commitment. I want to feel the ropes tighten around my wrists as you release every ounce of aggression trapped inside. I know she could never satisfy this desire burning in your blood. But I'm not in love. I just want to ****.
As you lay there short hair deep eyes wide hips parted wide *** on my breath hunger in your eyes fingers digging in the deeper my tongue glides kissing your lips while my ears touch your inner thighs the warmth of my ****** warms your insides contact drunk from our vibes rolling my tongue over your prize gliding my lips against your thighs three fingers slips one finger slides the taste of your flavor is divine touching your lips with mine small of your back inclines the sensations divine goosebumps for a trail my fingers follow the lines: Drip
She wants to gently place me upon the bed and straddle my hips all while her lips attack my skin marking what is hers. Her fingers will slip in and ****** me hard and I'll feel the full length of it inside. She wants me to feel her. All of her. She wants to feel how she controls me and allows me to come and when she does she will clean up what she has created with her tongue , deep and I'll scream her name.
Her vivid thoughts put into words and no one can put it the way she does.