With You

How do I want it?

Backed up against a wall; panties pushed to the side. That’s how I want it. Or maybe the backseat of a car; legs perched high on seat heads. Straddled on a chair facing you; your mouth biting my nipples; my arms wrapped around your neck. Your dick consumed by my pussy. Hands on my ass. Grabbing. Squeezing. Spanking.

Recorded for our viewing pleasure; our moans and heated screw stimulated knowing that little green light is ON. Dirty talking and hard fucking. Your dick reunited with my mouth; welcomed by the warmth of my tongue; lips sucking the shit out of you til you cum deep down my throat.

Slow and steady sitting on the edge of my bathroom counter. Legs wrapped around your waist; your hands holding my ass; one finger pressed against my hole. Strokes, smooth and easy; breathing, deep and even; orgasms, long and hard.

How do I want it?

Your legs wrapped around mine. 

Tied up and blindfolded; taking turns trusting, teasing and taking control.  Seducing you. Mouth fucking your dick till you’re about to explode and then pulling back. Reversing the cowgirl and straddling your dick, knowing your hands are unable to spank my ass as it bounces in your face.

Face down; head smothered into the pillow. Knees bent and my ass praising the sky. You in control, gripping my ass; measuring each of your strokes depth into my pussy. Clutching my hair, wrapping your hands around my neck and drilling your frustration and your energy into my refuge.

Your body pressed down on mine, your lips to my neck. My legs lifted over your shoulders and your dick hitting my spot; juices and cream sliding down your shaft from endless orgasm. Grabbing your ass and pushing you in till your balls are hitting my asshole. Feeling every inch of you pressed against my skin.

How do I want it?

With you. With her. Together.