She watches, knowing she’s next

She watches, knowing she’s next

What I mean when I tell her I want a cuddle

When I say, “come make me happy” and she understands the assignment

The power of fucking her so good until she begs for more at the same time as begging for a breath and I know she’s at my mercy, my good little fucktoy

Sometimes she gets so in to pleasing me that everything else disappears from her mind and it’s just her, me, and that load of cum she’s praying for

Sometimes there’s no waiting until we get home and she has to service me wherever we are.