The Wondering is the most painful part..

Ever sat and just thought about what it is you'd like done to you? Laying on the lounge and your mind disappears to somewhere else and you find you hand running over your skins, feeling the warmth, to your breast and teasing to the hardening of your nibble, you roll to your side, to bury your head into the pillow, biting gently, wishing it was someone else pressing you head into the pillow, jutting your arse into the air and feeling the throb between your thighs, wishing someone would just walk through the doors, not saying a word and shoving a hardened cock deep inside you, a firm hand grabbing your arse, the other wrapping your hair around their fist pulling you back into them to force eye contact, just to tell you what an easy slut you are, making you wetter by the minute, calluses hand pawing at your now exposed breasts, just thinking when it can't get any better he pulls out, spins you around and slams his cock deep into your mouth, your eyes near watering, him looking down at you, as he rocks his hips in motion to your gentle gags, running a thumb across the tear rolling down your cheek, turning him on more.... Argh.. yeah me neither....