I didn't want anything else

That day I really didn't want anything else. I had risen with a terrible desire to be fucked. I wanted to suddenly appear a man wanting to penetrate me hard. To lick me, to kiss me, to stick my tongue and fingers, first slowly, to get wet, and then with some violence. I wanted to feel at that moment my nipples harder and harder to nibble at me. My whole body was a wave that swayed on my bed waiting for a good dick in the mouth, very hard, to test what was then going to me a meter inside. The more he sucks her the more I was going to imagine what that dick was going to be able to do with my pussy.

Yes, fuck, you want to suck for a long time the tail of the man who was to come to cause me orgasms. Wouldn't that be one of the best forms of thanks? Give him a blowjob that would drive him crazy. Eat it for a long time looking into his eyes so that he knew that all I want is that venous cock in my oral cavity, in my vagina, with all of it shattering in my face, fuck.

I'm hot, shit. And I'm not for dildos or rubber toys. I want a man of flesh a bone. A self-confident fucker who rides me with energy. Is it that no one will come to hit me in the ass while he fucks me? Is nobody going to enjoy the possibility of sticking his tail even in my ass? I am so hot that I even dream that they will penetrate me from behind, that it hurts a little at the beginning and then die of pleasure and enjoy watching my man warm up more and more.

Call me bitch. Call me a whore. I don't want anything else today, just fuck me. Then we will go out into the world. We will have breakfast, we will lower the dog and we will be bored, predictable and monotonous.

But first, really ... Is it that nobody is coming to hit my vagina with his cock?