With my hand cradling your balls I look up at you with half opened eyes. “I can make you do practically anything I want, can’t I, babe?” I know what is going through your mind at this moment. I know that you are weighing your thoughts on what you would do for me versus what you want me to do to you. Your cock is hard and blood is coursing through it like a well-oiled machine.

I move my hand from your balls to the base of your cock; you are already aching with need. I apply lubricant to the palm of my hand and your balls as I carry on with the task at hand (yes, pun intended). When I first applied the cool, damp gel it caused you to jump, but with my slow, deliberate strokes you are soon experiencing a form of Heaven you didn’t even know existed.

“Ashlee, yes, you can make me do anything. Please, ask something of me. Ask me for anything?”

“Ask?” I say. “We are well past the point of my making requests, baby. Asking implies that you have the option to decline me.”

“Do what you will to me Ashlee.”  I show my appreciation for the obvious realization you had before you answered my question by bringing my lips to yours. We kiss passionately with my hand still wrenched around your throbbing cock. Your moans are beckoning me to do more. They are actually bordering on whining, which I like because you’re showing me that you’ve given yourself over to me to do with as I please. I pull my face back and stare into your eyes once more, watching your face twitch with anticipation.

I push you down on the couch; I straddle you, balancing myself by grabbing your shoulders. You thrust your pelvis upwards as soon as you feel the wet, tight hug from my slick pussy. I bounce up and down on your cock, my eyes looking straight into yours throughout our sex. Your head arches back like you’re trying to show off your Adam’s apple. I squeeze my muscles from within around your shaft and hear you bellow aloud “Oh fucking shit, Ashlee!!!” as you explode a mad load of cum into me. I keep riding you after you finish on a mad mission to join you in Heaven. A moment later I dig my fingernails into your shoulders, inflicting a small dose of pain, but you dare not complain. As I’m still clinching your flesh I coat your cock with my own cum.

The aforementioned is part of what I think about when you and I have not rendezvoused in a while.

I also think about how much I miss you and enjoy taunting you with…

The promise of what’s sure to cum!



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