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baaaaby
by the time you get in with rocky i'll be at yoga
but i left you something in the bathroom that i think you'll like
hint: they're black, you can't miss them, they're soaked too, and if i were you i'd do more than just pick it up from the floor and admire the intricate lace detailing. i think you might like it if you held it up to your nose to see what i've been up to while you were gone. i think you'd like to sit there on the edge of the tub with your cock in your hand, thinking about how they sat on my hips while i was in bed, my back arched, my fingers sliding against my cunt, teasing my clit with the fabric between the pads of my fingers and my skin while i thought about the way you fucked me the night before; raw and red and with purpose, my screams canceling out over how you told me i was a dirty whore and i deserved to be fucked like this as if you were a stranger. i can't stop thinking about you. i wanted you to have something so you knew how crazy you drive me
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i want you to peel apart my skin, layer by layer, the same way that you peel apart my cunt with your fingers, your eyes dim and hungry for a taste, your lips inches apart while you slip a finger inside of me and i squirm to let you know that you've unlocked something in me as your finger encircles and curls, another joining in while i'm panting and moaning and telling you how badly i need to be fucked and how i need to be fucked now
you're not responding to these but once i get home, you'll regret not getting to these soon enough
when i get through the door my fingers are going to slip across your throat with vigor and intensity while you mock the size of my hands. because you know you're going to do that, right? you fucking know you can't help yourself. do you want to know what i'm going to do if you mock me while i choke you, daddy? i'm going to spit in your face and tell you that i can find someone else, because nothing will piss you off more.
isn't that right, daddy?
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i'm starving and do you want to know the only thing my teeth crave?
you.
i'm famished, my mouth is dry and my legs and hands cannot keep still while i envision myself devouring you; every last square inch of your flash between dark lips and teeth makes me wish that i were close enough to reach out and ravage you, to make you mine instead of sitting here in this chair with my legs crossed tightly together to keep myself from thinking about the release that only comes from my body melting into yours.
are you thinking of me?
are you thinking of my sweet cunt, baby?
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just walked past an alley between a flower shop and a travel agent's office that's dark and private and looks like it extends back rather far to the point where i couldn't even see what wandered between the two buildings from my vantage point on the street
think you'd want to come and meet me here in about ten minutes? you have five minutes to say yes because if you do, i'll take my panties off now and stuff them in my purse to skip the pretense
would you like that? would you like to scratch up my back and my ass while you fucked me against a building?
of course you would because you're fucking filthy
you have three minutes or else i'm walking away and you can sit with this fantasy
two minutes
the choice is yours but hurry