Seated at the table, meal before you, I come over to you. I slide your chair back and face you, straddle your lap. Without words and without pretense, I take hold of your penis and position it at my core. I stare deep in your eyes and ask you if you are ready. Intentionally and skillfully, I make my descent. I slide down on you, settling into position with you buried deep inside me. It’s tight, it’s wet, it’s hot.
You are grinding your hips in the chair and I stop you. This is about you receiving pleasure. I use my muscles alone to squeeze you. I’m milking your dick with little or no movement at all. Your hands grab a handful of ass and start pulling me closer to you. “Aren’t you hungry?” I take some muffin and place it in your mouth. The melted butter runs down my fingers. I’m grinding on your dick more now. Next, I take some fruit in my hands and feed you the pieces. You are sucking my fingers and the juices respectively as I start to slide up and down on you.
Your mouth finds my right nipple and starts sucking like a man possessed. I wipe the juice left on my fingers on my left nipple and without instruction your mouth finds that one. The muscles in my legs are tensed now as I ride you with force. I’m sliding up and down on your dick, my juices are coating you. I lean closer to you and whisper in your ear,” You created me. My passions are your passions. Your perversions, mine also. I thought you wanted to fuck me. What are you waiting for?”
You are grinding your hips in the chair and I stop you. This is about you receiving pleasure. I use my muscles alone to squeeze you. I’m milking your dick with little or no movement at all. Your hands grab a handful of ass and start pulling me closer to you. “Aren’t you hungry?” I take some muffin and place it in your mouth. The melted butter runs down my fingers. I’m grinding on your dick more now. Next, I take some fruit in my hands and feed you the pieces. You are sucking my fingers and the juices respectively as I start to slide up and down on you.
Your mouth finds my right nipple and starts sucking like a man possessed. I wipe the juice left on my fingers on my left nipple and without instruction your mouth finds that one. The muscles in my legs are tensed now as I ride you with force. I’m sliding up and down on your dick, my juices are coating you. I lean closer to you and whisper in your ear,” You created me. My passions are your passions. Your perversions, mine also. I thought you wanted to fuck me. What are you waiting for?”
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