Sexting My Mother's Fiancé
Think about me between your legs, tasting you, making you come undone I can imagine pulling your hair back while you bite your lip, eyes on me, begging for more.
I moaned again, louder this time, the vivid image of him between my legs making my body tremble. I had never seen him before, but I imagined him to be devilishly handsome and muscular. My hand rubbed my clit faster, and I felt my insides water up. I wanted more.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind, something daring. I glanced at the camera icon on my phone and smirked to myself. I wanted to take this up a notch.