All that consumes my mind today is getting home to my bed.
Today, i know exactly what i want.
I want to present myself to you, middle of the bed, face down, big, round, ass up. Hands cuffed behind my back, blindfold on.
I want Sir to admire me for a long time before he touches me. Run his fingers gently down my back, across my exposed pussy, down my thighs, and all the way back up and through my platinum blonde hair.
In my mind, i picture Sir pushing his tongue on me, eating me from the back, telling me how perfect i taste.
I long to feel Sir's cock, so much so i know he would give it to me encrutiatingly slowly.
I long to feel his heavy body weight on me, his big hands focefully pushing the cuffs into the bottom of my lower back, my head pushed hard into the matress.
I want to be bred. Slowly, and then quickly, until i can start to feel warm cum fill my insides, as he tells me to take it like a good girl.
Fertile, and full.
Then when he's done, i want to be held, closely, and told i am loved, while my hair is gently stroked and my body is kept warm in his arms.
