Naughty thoughts 

I have been having such naughty naughty thoughts about you and I. 

About us in a dark theater, you holding me close to you and my hand on
your hard cock as we watch the show.

I love feeling that wet spot grow on the front of your jeans, I reach
up and whisper in your ear that I can't wait to go home and have you give
me have my creamy treat for being such a good girl tonight.

I love it when you take my hand in yours and rub that wet spot even harder
and then your eyes slide shut as I run my finger down your hard denim covered
cock.

So want you to take me to park afterwards and tell me it is time
for my yummy treat but that you want to kiss my pretty little clit before
I get to have it.

Love how you lift me up to sit on the toy and slide my panties to the side
so that you can touch me, so you can see me, so you
can taste me right here with skirt around my waist, my hands in your hair
and your lips on my pink ones.

I love how you lick up all the cum that comes out of me and then
kiss my mouth as you slide me down your body letting my sweet clit
hit your hard head and how good it feels when you move my hips just right so that
your head forces its way inside of me.

I love the way you hold my body tight and tell me to ride you like I do
the horse on the carousel. The way you rub my asshole
with your finger as I move my hips back and forth as I am riding you makes me shiver in delight and moan. 

I finally get my creamy treat so deep and hard inside of me, your mouth
sucking on nipple as you slide your finger in my ass and groan my name.

God, I want you inside all night long darling.

Cravings

I am right here craving you

. Oh god how I would love to be in that bed while you watched TV until you told me to come out and greet you properly when I awake. 

 Crawling up to rest my head on your thighs while you run your fingers through my hair until you pull it tight in your grasp and guide my head to your hard cock so that I may worship it until you come deep down my throat and coat my face with the last few shots of your sweet cum. 

I crave looking up at you with these sparkling brown eyes and smile at you Maestre. 

I want to kneel there until you tell me to get my ass into the bathroom, now. Standing, you reach out and grab me by the throat – ‘Mine” you growl as you walk me into the shower and put me down  to my knees once again. 

This time it wasn’t your cum hitting me but your piss. Hot, fresh, branding piss marking my body as your toy.   Marking me as Yours.