You are masculine, broad, strong, a natural leader, in every aspect of your life.
I am your woman and you are my man, but you become my sweet, submissive boy behind closed doors.
Obedient and eager, your 6 foot 2-inch body looks delicious, spread out on the bed on all fours, just for me. I love the view of your slightly round belly which you suck in as I reach for your still soft cock, my forearm just brushing the underside as my fingertips trace across your tip. My palm rests on the space between your shoulder blades and I rub you gently, tracing the huge tattoo across your back, your forehead pushing into the pillow
‘’Such a sweet good boy’’ I coo, now pushing my palm up to the nape of your neck and squeezing gently, reassuring you, appreciating you.
I bend down, level with the side of your handsome face, and push the hair behind your ear
‘’Are you ready for my big cock, baby?’’ I whisper, pressing a soft kiss into your flushed cheek