My fantasy boy…he always knows what I want. He knows my desire to have my breasts worshipped. How I adore being licked. Sucked. Fondled. He buries his face in them. He longs for me to tell him what to do, how to please me. To be demanding. To sedate his wife and seduce him….knowing the way he desires me. He cannot resist. I take complete advantage of him in his fragile, vulnerable state. He belongs to me. To my tits. Make love to them. Devour them. Use your mouth…your hands…your cock. I am all you desire. Your need to worship my breasts consumes you. Let it…..and become mine.
~S~
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