Sensual Smut Conversations And Thoughts

EIGHTEEN

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I want you to go on your fours, supporting your cute, sexy body on your knees and hands. Yes, take that one hand and slide between your thighs to reach that needy, achy pussy.

Yes, yes. I want you to stay right there. Feel that pleasure. Focus on nothing but your throbbing, slick pussy.... and then on your erect little clit. It needs this so much, doesn't it? Every soft circle sending more jolts of pleasure spreading across your body like a wild fire, making you even wetter and craving the next, which comes quickly after another.

More.... that's all you want right now, isn't it? More circles. More pleasure. Let your mind sink further, getting softer, more distant. Focus on your fingers, your clit, driving you deeper and taking you right at the edge.

Let the moans out.... feel your legs and arms struggle to support your weight, as you collapse down. Yes, keep that ass raised, hands underneath touching and teasing that tiny clit. More circles. Weaker and weaker.... longer moans..... your jaw hanging open.... your clit the center of your being...

Let those two fingers sink deep inside your slippery wet mess. Yes and then....More circles..... more throbbing..... more.....

Remember.

You may not cum without permission.

This is enough circling slut. Daddy is going to tie you up for being such a naughty horny girl.

Look at you.

Tied so good that your legs quiver at the tension.

So horny after that edging that the lightest stroke of the fingers over your slave-slut-smooth slit has your body tremor with desire.

This is where I want you.

So close, and yet so helpless to proceed.

Nothing matters. It feels so good that your aching pussy is all you can focus on, and earning the reward of release.

As a daddy's slut, you thought being offered the chance to have your pussy touched would be an excuse to cum... After all, we both know you couldn't hold back from a good pussy slaps.

But I'm not that mean, baby. I couldn't allow you to fail when you've worked so hard to be in the state that you know I want you in.

No, I couldn't do that to you.

So this is us. Touching your pussy every so gently.

This is all you're going to get, until you break down, until you cannot take it anymore.

After that, I'm going to lie between your helpless thighs, gazing at the puddle of juice you've leaked on the bed, and paint that slippery nectar directly on the head of your clit with the swollen head of my cock.

When word formation is lost, when you are completely blank, when your self-control has departed and only the animal within remains.

That's when you feel my cock within you.

Rewarding your devotion.

Redoubling your need.

Reminding you of your purpose.

Reinforcing your training.

Cock goes deep, mind goes down.

Blank is bliss.

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