Page 90 of How to Score Off Field

“So I stand at the foot of the bed and slowly pull down your boxers?”

I lied when I said he wasn’t good at role-playing. He’s very good.

We should do it in person sometime.

Oh, a girl can dream.

“Yeah, you pull them down, and your mouth begins to water.”

“Not literally, I hope.”

Drew laughs. “God, I hope not.”

“I would never drool while I was standin’ over you like that. Now, if it was in my mouth, that would be another story.”

“Now there’s a thought.”

He strokes.

Strokes.

My pussy vibrates.

“So what next?”

This is his fantasy now.

“You start peeling your clothes off. First, you take off your shirt, so you’re only in a bra. And then you reach beneath your skirt and take off your panties.”

I’m in a skirt?

“Then you climb on the bed on all fours, crawl toward my dick, and lick it up the base.”

So hot.

So sexy.

“For a few minutes, you suck me off, and I take a handful of your hair and work your head up and down my cock, pushing it deeper into your throat.”

Yikes.

Good thing this is only a fantasy ’cause I’d probably choke.

Wouldn’t be the worst way to die…

“I can feel my balls tighten because I’m close to coming, so I make you stop.”

I nod, the tingling in my lower half getting stronger as the neon blue vibrator works every nerve in my body, flirting with an orgasm before pulling back again.

It’s such a tease.

“I know what happens next,” I whisper. “I climb on top and raise my skirt and sink down on top of you.”

“Good girl…” he breathes. “Such a good girl.”

Am I?

Not really.

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