God, I can't stop thinking about you, the way you make me ache. Even now. My thighs are slick, just imagining your hounds. I want you to listen. Don't say a word, just listen while I tell you how I'm touching myself for you. My fingers are sliding over my clip, slow, just teasing. M Fuck. I'm so wet already. Can you hear it? That little sound, sticky and obscene, that's for you, every drop. I want you here on your knees, watching your mouth open, begging for the taste. Lick me until
I shook, wouldn't you? But I wouldn't let you fuck me yet, not until I've used every inch of your tongue. I'm spreading myself wider, slipping a finger inside. Oh it's not enough. I need your cock. I want to ride you until I scream. I want your hands on my hips, dragging me down, forcing me to take it all harder, deeper, until I can't breathe. Fuck, I'm close. I'm rubbing faster, moaning for you like you're right here. Yes, oh fuck yes,
I'm coming for you. I'm oh fuck, yes, yes, God, I'm shaking all over my pussy clenching around nothing but wanting you. Ugh. And when I'm finished, when I'm dripping and still hungry for more, I'll crawl over and suck you until you explode in my mouth. I won't stop until I taste every drop, swallow every bit of you. M That's how bad I want you, that's how I need you.