Sometimes I wax intellectual on whether or not being a switch is something I could see in my future. After all, a finger up my butt feels nice. And for the right girl, I’d let all my walls down.
But the reality is, I am at peace when I am in charge.
In bed. In life.
Don’t see me kneeling anytime soon. But good lord do I value a woman who does.
As she peers up at me seeking approval in her eyes. My hard cock comes out to fill her mouth. Keep those eyes up here, princess.
A nice unexpected slap. A quick yank of her hair. Another slap. A hard push over and over until she gags and tears run down your face and the music of your gagging kicks in.
Oh dear, baby girl.
Two hands around your neck as I lift you off the ground and throw you onto the bed. Two hands around your ankles as I pull your pussy closer to me.
Face first with passion. Always, always with passion.
Sucking your clit, licking it, shoving my fingers inside you and I watch you wiggle over and over.
Cum for Daddy now Kitten.
Hair yanked. Tits slapped. Neck squeezed.
As I split your wet lips and I feel the warmth encompasses me as I enter your pussy. Harder now. All the way back. Punching your cervix.
Harder. Harder. Faster. More. Just fucking more of this. I want this feeling forever.
I want you. I want you like this. Now. No way I can trade this feeling for anything.
Cum again Kitten.