up thinking about tdicks. the foreskin tenting over the tiny, perky cock peeking out from my folds. how it feels like electric pulses down to my toes when i stroke it just right.
thinking about the happy trail that leads down to it, the slight soft pudge of my stomach and fuzzy thighs. thinking about that needy, warm hole between my legs. thinking about the musk of it all.
if you were to put your mouth on me, where would you start? would you prefer your hands to roam around first? or would you rather just watch me writhe in my arousal, cheeks flushed and eyes pleading with you….
please, fuck me.













