#sometimes all i think about is you
how strange it is, for someone to exist where they are, yet with you. how a certain scent reminds you of how a friend used to bake their cookies, how distant laughter sends your head instinctively turning. how my senses were taught to alert me of you even when you’re so far gone, like a dog sitting at a train station day after day, awaiting its owner who might never come home.
Warning NSFW LINK
- thinks you look so desperate bouncing up and down on the silicone cock suctioned to the ground. But she wants you to work for your orgasm so even as your whine and beg her, your head nuzzling on her, she won’t pleasure you herself.
All she’ll do is help you pump yourself up and down the toy. Her hands planted firmly on your ass as she lifts your hips up, working you up towards your orgasm. And as you cum she’ll lift your head, your cheeks wet w your exhausted tears, and she gives you the sweetest kiss ever.
“Good job slut.”
