“You do know that by following my instructions I’m claiming a little bit of you for myself right?” He said.
I’m doing my homework, I swear.
This is in my ‘masturbated to it until I am raw’ folder.
Wants to feel it on her skin, run her fingers through it, and lick it up.
Indeed, please is not enough. Sir.
In case you had forgotten, this one gets to me the most. The jarring of the ache in my bones. That pop, when you sink home. Please is not the proper word. It cannot explain the heightened sense of my need.
Am I allowed to put my fingers inside my little panties, or do I have to keep them on the outside?