Not sure what you mean. Like, if I told you….
I want you to touch yourself while you think of a middle-aged American man. A business man, to be more accurate. One who is the boss at work. The kind that barks orders.
He tells you to put something inside yourself and go to the store. Then provide a full report on all the nasty little thoughts you had as you went down each isle. If you aren’t getting my hint, this is what your day should look like tomorrow, or tonight, if a store is open. All of you.
You know, that kind of guy that will take a woman, shove her face first against a wall, peel her pants down and bury his face in her ass as he licks her while she shivers and drives two fingers inside her and her G spot is on fire.
She squirms and tries her hardest to get away. But his hands are gripping her pussy and hair and she can’t move even if she wanted to.
That kinda guy, that demands, as she reads this, she takes her fingers and drives them inside herself. She tastes them.
She then reports in the comments of this Post what she tastes like. She could be anyone. She could be any girl reading this post.
Sweet? Salty? A tinge of delicious?
She imagines said man grabbing her hair, and neck, and tossing her onto to sofa, legs up, his hands beneath the backs of her legs, as he dives face first into her. Sucking her clit until she cums again.
This guy. He holds her down by the neck. He shoves his fingers inside her violently, until the leather sofa is dripping with her squirted wetness. He slaps her across the face with his dripping hand, licks her face, then shoves his fingers in her mouth so she can taste herself again.
He grips her like a bowling ball. Two fingers upward. Come here motioning her G spot as he drives his cock in her tight little ass. He starts of slow. With lots of spit. Soon she is begging for it harder.
She cums again. Twice. She loves every second. He reaches behind himself with his dick in her ass, grabs his pants, pulls out his iPhone, zooms in on her ass and pussy, proceeds to cum inside her ass, and films it falling out of her.
No face. No identifiable features. He sends it to her.
He demands she post it on her blog.
So she does.
Because she is good girl.