…….with a wicked little smile you tell me to open my legs, you wanna watch……you’re facing me - tie off, shirt undone, sleeves rolled up and cold drink in hand…….I know you’re serious and don’t want to disappoint……”show me what you like baby…..tease me, finger my pussy…..but don’t you dare cum and don’t move your eyes from mine” you say, as you sit back, sip your drink and settle in……
……I’m obsessed with your hands…..strong, calloused, veined, rough, soft, big……hands that grab for me in the kitchen as I make coffee holding my hips and pulling me close, brushing the hair away from my neck to suck on my neck…….hands that reach under my pjs to cup my breasts and pinch my nipples……hands that grab my hair, wrapping your fingers around it and pulling my face toward you searching for my tongue……hands that lay me down, grabbing my panties and slowly peeling them off as your fingertips run goosebumps over my skin…….hands that open, expose, tease, search, invade, and bring me to a messy escasty over and over and over again……..
