You’re in a line at a Cafe, waiting to place your order…
I’m standing right in front of you, close enough for my perfume to fill your nose. You can smell my well-dressed, wavy hair too. The scents go straight to your cock, getting it a bit hard.
The scent isn’t enough to make it fully hard though, as it’ll soon be…
You look down, and you check out how my ass is almost bursting through the tight jeans I’m wearing. My ass cheeks look as if they’re begging to be free.
And that makes you harder…
Your mind wanders. You think about how you’d slap my ass cheeks hard with both hands and squeeze them hard, as if marking that they’re yours for the taking.
You think about how you’d set these plump ass cheeks free. You’d rip my jeans off right here and reveal them for everyone to admire, but only you would get to play with them, to squeeze them, and most importantly, to slide your cock between them.
Your cock grows harder and harder…