Today you said it is my turn, so here it is...

 Put that little skirt i adore the black one,

  leave the panties at home.

  I want to know you are available to me at all times.

"Getting wet already, dirty girl, i may have to make you wait..."

Here is a sample, darling, that is it. Give me your mouth.

Slowly i direct your head towards my lap.

"You like that don`t you." I gently caress your hair.

It lays on my tighs as i see your lips open...

Has i grab hold of myself i realise we are not going anywere, only the bedroom.

As i hear the sounds your making down in your throat , i think tomorrow it will be both us...

The End

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