Sunday 17 June 2012

Wet

It amazes me. It really does.

Sometimes we fuck with virtually no foreplay. He just reaches out for me, slides his cock inside me and fucks me into a breathless, gasping mess.

I sometimes wonder why it's so easy.

And then I realise that the mere proximity of him, his hand casually brushing my thigh, my catching his scent, a fleeting kiss make me wet and ready to fuck.

When with him, I just walk around being instantly fuckable. 

Nice.

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