If this isn’t the hottest fucking picture I’ve ever posted, I don’t know what it is.
One hand in the frame. I cannot help but wonder what the other hand is doing.
Is it rubbing a well-saturated clit? Knuckle-deep inside herself? Maybe holding a toy?
Maybe something asexual. A cup of coffee to start the day of a horny vixen. A glass of red to end the day.
I’m kinda hoping for the sexual options. My sad pathetic ego needs to make a woman cum. It’s how I am built; I stopped fighting it a long time ago.
Making a woman cum. From afar is definitely rewarding, however, in one short day, my week of ambition will soon be at the welcoming end of the lady in my life.
She will see my blog’s value. She will see the benefits of my aggression and pent-up passion in the rawest form. Every hole. Every toy. I will not stop until she can’t get off the floor.
I need this to function.