With my birthday only a few weeks away,
my mind keeps playing a long overdue and desired fantasy.
I'm sitting in my boxers in my chair as I flick through the web. She enters the room quietly, I'm not even aware until she sits down in my lap.
She is wearing the shortest skirt I have ever seen with the loosest tank top possible. My body feels her warm skin on mine, my eyes then start to wander. So beautiful and tempting, so perfect and warm. I feel my cock getting so hard, she has the power over me.........she always has.
Her breasts aren't even contained in her tank top and her long smooth legs are just screaming to be touched.
I moan quietly just from the sight of her. She hears this, grins, and then grinds her ass softly into my boxers.
My hands reach around her sides and start to caress her legs. She sways back and forth on my lap. My eyes can not look away from her exposed breasts, my nails dig slightly into her thighs. She moans slightly.
My control is barely contained, she has a way of waking a monster in me, a monster that desires only her.
My hands enjoy her thighs, in fact they love every inch of her. I could spend days just playing with her, and tonight I just might.
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