You Know

You know what I want, and how to give it to me...

... I am in the kitchen, cooking for you, and you walk in behind me. You stare at my ass and watch the way it sways as I chop and slice...

...Your other hand gropes my breasts firmly, almost roughly...

...I need to feel you inside me, filling me, fondling me...

...from the hardness of your crotch pressed against mine...

...I am dripping with anticipation...

...I’m lifting my hips to meet your mouth as you expertly bring me to the edge with your mouth...

...You flick my clit faster with your soft tongue and I scream for you....

...“Please,” I whisper, “please give it to me…..please.”
But this isn’t good enough for you, you want more.
“Please fuck me…..PLEASE….FUCK ME!”

...You fuck me like you haven’t seen a woman in years, lifting my hips to give you a better angle allowing you to go deeper inside me...

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