She's Calling for Me
She won't let me sleep. She needs all of the attention, even if it takes all night. It could take all night, too. Her only wish is to be edged. Teased. Coaxed out of the timid role she has to play when we're not in the right space to connect with one another the way she wishes we could. When it's her time, I honor it. I honor her desire to prolong the ecstatic release. She wants me to earn that feeling over time, though. She wants to feel the ecstasy for as long as she possibly can before we have to give in to all of that buildup. I don't know where our time together will take us, but I don't care. I love her and I want her to lead me in every solo journey we have together. I know she knows that I'll do it-whichever solo adventure she feels she needs I'll do. Tonight, we play. She begs for me to drink my sweet juices from the palms of my hands in between her hump sessions. She forces my hand to my pubic mound to tug and twist at her beautiful hair. She's challenging me to play somewhere we never have before. She longs for the sweetest balance of tender touch and a farm hand. Slow, decisive strokes all along her sweetest spots will carry her for as long as we can take it. She'll release me when she's had enough fun. Right now, it's time for her to have fun.
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