Speaker 1: God, I can't stop thinking about you, the way you
make me ache. Even now. My thighs are slick, just
imagining your hounds. I want you to listen. Don't say
a word, just listen while I tell you how I'm
touching myself for you. My fingers are sliding over my clip, slow,
just teasing. M Fuck. I'm so wet already. Can you
hear it? That little sound, sticky and obscene, that's for you,
every drop. I want you here on your knees, watching
your mouth open, begging for the taste. Lick me until
I shook, wouldn't you? But I wouldn't let you fuck
me yet, not until I've used every inch of your tongue.
I'm spreading myself wider, slipping a finger inside. Oh it's
not enough. I need your cock. I want to ride
you until I scream. I want your hands on my hips,
dragging me down, forcing me to take it all harder, deeper,
until I can't breathe. Fuck, I'm close. I'm rubbing faster,
moaning for you like you're right here. Yes, oh fuck yes,
I'm coming for you. I'm oh fuck, yes, yes, God,
I'm shaking all over my pussy clenching around nothing but
wanting you. Ugh. And when I'm finished, when I'm dripping
and still hungry for more, I'll crawl over and suck
you until you explode in my mouth. I won't stop
until I taste every drop, swallow every bit of you.
M That's how bad I want you, that's how I
need you.