annabel taylor

Lying on my couch... that familiar feeling, that rushing warmness....That tingle, where my mind wanders...searching.. seeking for that perfect fantasy... the one embedded in my mind... the one that truly pushes the buttons of today's kink, pushing you to cum harder, leaving you In a hot sticky daydream

A great orgasm is like great song, music takes you on a roller coaster, teasing you to verses and bridges. Building anticipation, deep base tones commanding the rhythm, lyrical reminders of the ultimate goal... "come together" of a hard eager cock.. behind a metal zip, imprisoned waiting for release.... for that final crescendo, the climax prompted by the of a deep slow base...My hips moving to the beat slowly rolling them, tightening my pussy as if a hard cock was deep inside me.. to beat, body getting hotter, each roll of my hips grinder deeper.... every clinch tighter..

Thinking of wandering hands, the simple trepidation of a feather light touches, that light slow stroke, that makes you shiver, sending an instant burst if wetness, pulse rising feeling my blood pulsing form artery to vein, sending my body on fire and leaving me breathless, my only release is to in a pleasurable moan... of soft strokes dancing across my body, getting closer to where I want them. Bringing my body and mind Into submission I am his, a plaything.... putty in his hands..

My body aching, hungry... rising up to meet his...touching my nipples squeezing them between his fingers making me watch, eagerly at the swell and darker the sudden rush of fleeting pain bringing me closer...My body rises again begging for what I want... feeling that hard cock push and rub against my sliding teasing me fully indulged in the wetness, bringing me higher and higher and hotter till I cant wait..

I want it....I need it... and I am his submission


Till next time.....