oh my fucking God what is he DOING to me –
My eyes rolled back in my head again –
Then came the Voice.
“Lookat me.”
I struggled to keep my eyes open –
It wassohard –
I wanted him to fuck me so bad –
I wanted to COMEsofuckingBAD –
And then he took it a step further.
He pulled back my hood and touched my clit…
But it was so soft that I wasn’t actually sure if he’d done it.
I mean, he had –
I think –
Right?
All I knew was that he wasdriving me fucking crazy.
It was theanticipationof pleasure, theneedfor more –
And he wouldn’t fucking giveit to me.
Well, okay, that’s not entirelyaccurate.
Hedidgive me more and more pleasure…
Butsooooooslow…
Andsooooosoft…
That I wanted it harder –
Faster –
Firmer.
I wanted his cock burieddeepinside me –
But he just kept touching me…
In a way I’d never been touched before,ever.
He gave me these little strokes that made me feel high, like I was on drugs –
And then he would suddenly stroke firmer in another direction, and it was likeUNNNH, OH FUCK –
And then it would be the light, soft, little touches that made me almost cry with frustration –