when im alone i daydream about him , his voice in my ear and hot breath on my neck , the sound of desire and hunger in his voice , the way his lips fit perfectly into mine. i think about his hands on my hips and then lower gently squeezing my ass like he is testing it , like he wants to know how it will feel slapping against his hips. i think about his hands drifting higher slipping under my shirt cupping my breasts and pinching my nipples making me gasp as he laughs softly in my ear and his cock presses firmly against my ass. i think about the moment when he goes over the edge , when he crosses the line between playfully teasing and desire , when his cock aches and the need to pound me fills his thoughts. will he push me against the wall and tease me , sliding his fingers inside of me as i groan , finding my lips and making me suck my own desires off his fingers. will he turn me around to face him , pinning me with his gaze as he slides his cock into me , groaning with pleasure as my pussy grips him and his hips start to buck thrusting deeper and deeper
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