You were hooked in the first time you heard my voice. It wasn’t the vivid descriptions of what I wanted to do to you. Not the pictures. Nope. It was the voice. The reality setting in.
The real. The real man on the other end listening to you cum in my ear. Hearing in my voice, how bad I want you.
I was first hooked when I heard you too. But I know, the real hook for me is when I touch you. I taste you. I smell you. I feel you. I watch you move under the power of my hand. That’s when I am hooked. Really hooked.
I really want to be hooked in again.