Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires
Layomen's nightmare before christmas
No, I’m talking about the sins living and breathing, fucking like they own your darkest dreams.
Right now, I’m sitting here, naked as hell, my hand slow, sliding down over skin that’s already slick with sweat. You wanna watch? Come on, I’m not shy. My fingers are teasing, tracing, dragging over my cock. You can almost feel it, can’t you?
I can hear you breathing, that quick, shallow breath that says you’re right there with me. Don’t pretend you’re not.
Tsk, tsk. Naughty little thing, aren’t you? Reading all those filthy stories, getting wetter by the second. Bet your sheets are already soaked, or your fingers sticky, or your cock hard as fuck.
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