Maybe I'd tie you up and crawl on top of you, my hot little body rubbing up against yours. My fingers taking that hard cock and stroking it ever so slowly.

And just when you couldn't hold back anymore, I'd stop and watch you, looking deep into your eyes.

I ask you to tell me what you want, what you need. That's it, baby, tell me how much I make you ache, how much you need my touch.

But you poor thing, all I do is keep teasing, touching you in all the right places, just enough to excite you, but not quite enough to allow you release.

That's it, struggle for me. Show me how much you need it. Tell me . . .

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