Black As My Soul: I Love Thinking of You Like That

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February 24, 2004

I Love Thinking of You Like That

What will it take?

Rubbing your nipples gently?
Rolling your nipples between my fingers?
Clothes pins on your nipples while you're powerless to prevent me?
A bite on your neck?
Whispering your name in your ear?
Whispering "Slut!" in your ear?
A tongue tracing over your skin? You know where it's headed...
A tongue gently flicking at your clit?
A tongue firmly massaging you just the way you like it?
Sucking your clit into my mouth?
Do you want more?
Do you want my fingers in your pussy?
Should I fuck you with my fingers while I lick you?
Do you want my fingers to find the spot you like? Right there?
Do you want my cock, just a little at a time?
Should I slowly fuck you while you hold a toy to your clit?
Should I roll you over and bang you hard?
Do you want to come when I'm banging you?
Do you need to feel dirty?
A you a filthy slut begging for cock?
Are you a little whore for cum?
How bad do you want it?
Tell me how you want it.
Tell me how it feels to ride my cock.
Tell me that you want to come.
Ask me if you can come.
Ask me if you can come.
Don't come yet.
Do you want to come, baby?
Yes, baby!
Come.
Yes!
Mmm, that's my girl.
That's my girl!
Mmm! What a *good* girl!