Good Girl Passion Fuck
(DRAFT)
You are wearing a black sundress, no underwear. I, blue jeans, already unzipped, unbuttoned. You have my hand, guiding me to the bedroom. It’s difficult to walk with my hardness. You turn quick to look at me, then turn back. I catch a quick wiff of your lavender scent, my knees weaken for a second. My heart is aching, the love, the desire I feel for you, in this moment is all consuming.
You sit at the edge of the bed, hands still grasp. You looking up at me, me you. I bend over, run my fingers through your hair, smell it. I run my nose along your cheek, then kiss, lightly lick your neck, stand up straight, gazing into your eyes and feel instantly compelled to say;
‘My, you are so captivating, so elegant and beautiful.” You blush, look away, smile.
You run your hand down my stomach, down to my pants, my bulge, you caress it. I can feel the precum drip out.
You pull my pants down, my cock flicks out, bounces. I kick my pants off, away. You sit there, stare at it, up at me, waiting. I say, ask;