I’m lying here, my cock soft and useless, as she stands there in her black lace thong, her ass cheek peeking out, teasing me. She’s got that look, the one that says she’s got a story to tell, and I’m just the cuckold waiting to hear it. The room smells like sex and her perfume, a reminder of what I can’t have. She’s got that sway in her hips, the one that drives me wild, and she knows it. She’s playing with me, and I’m loving every second of it.
Bedroom Secrets: Her Date, My Fantasy
She starts to talk, her voice low and sultry, and I can feel my heart pounding. She’s telling me about her date, the way he touched her, the things he whispered in her ear. I’m hard now, my cock straining against my pants, and I know I’m just a spectator in her world. She’s the star, the one who’s living the life I can only dream of. And as she continues, I realize that this is my fantasy, my reality, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Sure do. You can tell me all the details as you sit on my face.