CALIX
I let out a breathy gasp as my hard length presses directly on her pussy.
I'm so hard that it hurts.
That as well as my hand on one of the soft mounds on her chest where I can feel her nipples standing sharply against the thin fabric of her shirt has my brain short-circuiting.
She squeaks as I hump my arousal against her. My briefs and pants getting in the way but I can still feel the pleasure nonetheless.
I imagine that she must be very sensitive there right now. And I want her to be even more. I went down on her again.
Once would not be enough considering the embarrassing number of times that I have imagined doing this to her.
Fucking someone else but tricking my mind into believing that it's her. My fantasies about her? Not a single one is pure. They are all fucked up.
To want to tie her down and fuck her until she bleeds and cry out my name.
