I want my baby to know that I was feeling extra naughty today. I wanted her to be there to see me and to encourage me to be a better cock whore. I want her to know that I miss her.
Here is my story.
I approached his booth the first time and he “waved me off.” He was stroking his semi-soft cock, nice and meaty, flexing downward as it appeared from his fist. It was a beautiful cock and I knew I wanted it. I walked away disappointed and realizing that I want all cocks, but his was nicer.
A little later I heard him whacking it hard and fast. I hoped he changed his mind and wanted a little help. If he didn’t need help, I hoped he needed a receptacle, a dumpster, my mouth. I went into his booth… he turned to me, pointing his cock at me, bending his knees (just a little) and moving his hips forward. It was the universal sign for “come suck my cock.” Of course I was on my knees in a heart beat.