One stroke...two strokes....three.....you feel so good inside of me, fillimg me up. Making me feel complete. How many times over the past year had I used my dido and imagined it was your cock inside of me? I was savoring the feeling when I realized that I was letting you off the hook much too easily. I had planned to be the woman of your fantasies this evening.

I used my calves to grip your neck, urging you to pause. You looked at me, puzzled. I smiled a slow, lazy smile. "I'm not done with you yet, sexy," I said.

"Lay down on the bed next to me. I have a surprise for you." You grinned expectantly and followed my instructions. I lazily got off of the bed and strolled over to the lights, shutting them off and forcing the room into complete darkness.

You could hear a suitcase unzipping and you chuckled nervously, wondering what I had in store for you. Your eyes squinted into the darkness and you strove to see what I was doing....but it was much too dark.

Suddenly, I was crawling back onto the bed....

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Life is too short not to love and be loved....preferably multiple times in one night.

I think men talk to women so they can sleep with them and women sleep with men so they can talk to them. ~ Jay McInerney