My Reward
Cock, suck, hard, put it in, deep, turn it, screw me deep, pull it out, push it in, again, again… lusty thoughts about the cashier/bag boy at the neighborhood health food store, his hair down to his shoulders, his brown sexy shoulders… J chatted him up the other day, something about aloof flippant rock music. Now they’re friendly… a fantasy creeps into my overworked brain filled with numbers and code and diapers and breastfeedings. I finally get my reward for being a good girl. J fucked me several times over the weekend, perfectly timed to my baby’s naps. We’re in sync now, tried to bridge the gap of being busy parents. Too busy to make love. No… not anymore… not if we can help it. In my cunt for a little while, in my ass… I want you to fuck my ass… please… that’s where I want it… I get banged so infrequently now, my muscles clench tightly, resisting the insertion, my cunt sopping wet, like a sticky virgin flower trapping seed. Bali hai!
You kill me.
Nigel
So kewl.
You feed the fire my love.
Sweet to see a soul not rotting from the brainwashing onslaught of sameness
that everyday tells us what right and wrong are supposed to be.
You decide yours and I decide mine.
Relax that anal fist until ur eyes roll so far back that ewe see me smilin like the devil I am.