Twisted Cravings
He uncrossed his legs slowly, and I could see the full outline of his thick, hard cock straining against his trousers.
The head looked swollen, pressing insistently against the fabric. He was breathing heavier now, his broad chest rising and falling as he fought to maintain his professional composure.
“I keep imagining strong hands on my body,” I continued, my voice shaky and breathy.
“Fingers spreading my pussy open. A hot tongue licking my clitoris until I’m shaking. A thick cock stretching me wide open and fucking me until I squirt everywhere
My breathing had grown heavy. I was practically panting now.