Oh, sorry! I didn’t mean to bump into you.
Why are you hanging around like that, looming over me, blocking the bathroom doorway? I thought you were heading into work. But you don’t even have your shirt on. You’re just standing there, looking strong and sexy with your furry chest and blue jeans. Why are you looking me up and down like I’m a winning lottery ticket or something? And clutching your crotch. Why are you clutching your crotch anyway?
Is that the outline of a hard cock? You are stroking your dick through your jeans! Gripping your balls. You’re trying to make me look, aren’t you?
Cut it out! Sniffing me, that is. And nipping my ear. And licking my neck while you hold yourself and squeeze your cock. Don’t you dare bite me! I don’t want one of your little love bruises on my neck today. And turn that music off. That throbbing deep bass is too…too…well, let’s just say I can see it’s revving you up unnecessarily.
Look, I told you I have a full schedule today. I can’t go out in just my bra and panties. Come on, let me get dressed. Don’t delay me with this nonsense. Don’t you show me your hard, throbbing, thick, gorgeous cock. I am not doing this today. I don’t have time to unzip your jeans and look inside. No, not even when you pull the waistband out, trying to make me look down in there. Not looking. Nope. Where’s your underwear anyway? Are you going commando today?
I just got out of the shower, and my clean panties are already wet from watching you rub your cock through your jeans. I know you want me bursa escort to touch your cock. I know you want me to run my hand up and down your hard shaft and then grasp it, running my thumb around the head. You are pretending to conceal it, but I see the smooth, round head peeking out of the top of your jeans. You are so proud of how big and hard it is. I know you want me to unzip and push down your pants and let your stiff cock out of its cage, free and bobbing proudly in front of my eyes. You know you want my hands all over your big bad cock. Both hands. One stroking your cock and the other squeezing your balls.
And my mouth. You always want that. I admit it’s tempting. Very tempting. You know how much I love the taste of hard cock on my lips. How much I love the feel of hard cock in my mouth. How much I enjoy getting down on my knees and licking your length and running my tongue around the ridge of your cockhead. I love your cock filling my mouth – the thickness and velvety softness of it. You taste so good. You feel so good on the roof of my mouth and the back of my tongue. I love it when you hold my head and fuck my mouth with your thick, veiny cock, watching as it goes in and out, in and out between my lips. Watching me as I look up at you, loving how your face shows your pleasure. I love to hear your groans. I love to suck you off. Suck and lick and suck until you shoot hot jets of cum down my throat. Sometimes it’s so much it spills out of my mouth, but I always lick it all up. Mmmm.
I’m too busy, though.
Why bursa escort are you still following me around? I told you I don’t have time for this. I have to change my underwear because you made me wet. My panties are soaking. My pussy is swollen and slick with my juices. But that doesn’t mean I want you. Why do you insist on coming up behind me and grabbing my hips to pull me into your hard cock? I can’t help it if my ass has a mind of its own, wiggling and rubbing back and forth against your big hard cock through your jeans. The pounding beat of that music isn’t helping. I wish you’d turn it off. I can hardly think straight.
Don’t you have something more important to do than to pull down my panties so my ass is exposed to your greedy eyes? Oh good grief. You are impossible. I’m trying to get around you, but you won’t let me. You have some nerve, bending me over the side of the bed. I told you I have to get dressed. And stop spanking me!
Wait. What is that? Are you actually spanking me with your big, bad cock? Did you unzip your jeans when I wasn’t looking? Is that your thick dick I feel between my legs, rubbing my slippery cunt? You are so frustrating! Why are you making me wiggle and squirm and arch my back so my ass is up in the air? You’re not actually going to fuck me are you? Fuck. You’re making me late by teasing me with the smooth, soft head of your cock, pretending you’re going to push it inside me but only slipping the head between my pussy lips.
You are so bad. Now you’ve bursa eskort unhooked my bra! I didn’t need to change my bra, just my panties. Well, all right, it’s true that if I change my panties, I have to change my bra so that it matches. Now my tits are free and swinging and jiggling while you slide your cock between the folds of my dripping wet pussy. The least you could do is hold them still for me.
Oh no. I said hold them so they wouldn’t swing and jiggle. Not play with them. Not stroke them gently and softly and make goosebumps go down my spine. Not flick the nipples with your thumbs and make them hard. Not squeeze and caress and tweak them while your rigid penis is playing with my pussy.
If you don’t hurry up and fuck me, I’m going to go crazy. Just do it already! Stop teasing me with the head of your cock, inserting it just a little and pulling back out. Just grab my hips and slam into me! Fuck me hard, pushing in as deep as you can go. In and out. In and out. Again. And again. And again. And again. Faster. I love those wet fucking sounds. I love the sound of your body slapping against my ass. I love to hear you grunting with every thrust. You’re gonna make me cum! You better hurry up. Come on – fuck me harder. I want your cum spurting inside me. I want it bad. Give it to me right now.
OMG… that was amazing! OK, you can get off me now. My face is mashed into the pillow and I can’t breathe. I’m so slick with your sweat and my sweat, not to mention your cum that’s going to come running down my legs the minute I stand up. I might have to start all over with the shower.
You what? You want my wet panties! Why? You want to keep them in your drawer at work. I can’t believe you. You want them nice and wet so you can smell them? You’ve got to be kidding.
You bad boy.