Just promise me we will be seen. That some bored housewife walking to her car at 9 pm at Target in the back of the parking lot will see, me fucking the life out you.
That she will get wet. She might touch her little pussy in her minivan. That she will put herself in your shoes, in her head, and with her knuckles soaked and fingertips deep inside her, and she will wish she was you.
She will wish she had me in her. Me, filling her up. My skin on her skin while I feel your skin.