[I'm such a dirty slut...] Her thoughts grew darker, more depraved. [Letting his huge cock slap my face...]The memory of the contact made her body tremble, her mind racing with forbidden possibilities. [And loving it...] Her fingers traced her lips where my cock had made contact, her body reacting to the memory of the sensation.
Her other hand crept toward my cock, drawn by some dark compulsion. [I need to feel it again...] Her mental voice was thick with growing need. Her fingers wrapped around my thick cock, testing its weight and girth.
The veins pulsed beneath her touch, my cock twitching in her grip as she explored every inch. [So heavy...]Her mental voice was thick with growing need. [So thick and veiny...]Her thoughts grew more explicit as she traced the prominent veins that stood out against my skin.
