I’m amazed at how quickly you know me. How readily your body answers mine. I ache for you to touch me and you know right where I need you. Fast or soft, hard or gentle, you answer.
I run my hand under your shorts, feeling your long lean legs, traveling up your thigh, rubbing my finger softly over the head of your dick, feeling you twitch and rise in answer to my touch.
I slip out of my pants and ease down — warm and wet — onto your waiting cock. You sigh and lean into me, pressing upward, answering my urgent need to cum. I rock and ride, fast and slow, taking my pleasure as much as I want. You thrust up to meet my rhythm, watching me blush and shake, taking your own pleasure in making me shiver.
When your own need becomes too much, you roll me over, spread my legs and thrust deep and fast inside me, filling me up with all I can take. Over and over again, you make me cum.
And when I can’t take it anymore, I call out your name and you answer, shooting rich, hot cum inside me, satisfying my desire to possess some small part of you.
As our bodies slow, rock quietly together, you kiss me softly, answer my tongue with your own. Then you smile and promise to answer when you call tomorrow.
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