I will be the first to admit it, girls love to be romanced. All of the typical courtesies that come along with dating and relationships; the flowers, sweet words whispered in the dark, wine and dancing, soft kisses and caresses. But sometimes an animalistic urge bubbles forth, takes over and turns a purring little kitten into a red hot hell-kat!
That’s kind of where I’ve been finding myself these past few weeks. Blame it on the warmer weather or what have you, but my desires have been turning toward a man who knows exactly what he wants and is fully prepared to give it.
I want a man to grab me around the waist at a bar and pull me into the Men’s room with you. Slap my ass and tear at my clothes.
Kiss me with passion as you rip off my panties, pull my leg up around your waist and drive your cock into me as you brace me against the wall!
Whew! I think I would need to change my panties, if I were wearing any!