The U Turn 00:14

Continuation

Subtitle: She Toys with It

The Reality. Could we really... meet... body says Hell yasss but... I don't know.

Is this Real? Couldn't be...

But if we were to come together, as you say, at some undefined point... know that I am...

a delicate mechanism. None of this flip flopping over, poking at every hole.

Unzipper... pull closer. Closer.

I like a gentle touch, like yours. The slightest press to my accelerator from your pinky toe would send me to our own little space of heaven. While I'm on your mind, your eyes closed. savoring the potential... Your head nodding up and down, with my tongue caressing the underside and in between those sweet sensitive tips, bulging, slowly expanding, pulling and reaching for me, expectantly... expecting more, and more, and still more.

Up and down, up and down, around and deeper again as you're getting harder, yes so convinced and eager, and your breath is catching up with me. You, in complete repose, taking time to enjoy the sight ...of me. Legs spread for pleasurable appeal, not as an invitation to grind, or lick, or make work of this... but there to be seen, open, pretty like a blushing rare flower, blooming with nectar and signs of your arousal.

...to dive closer? you'll think of having a nip, but you're torn between this one desire and the other, to continue to see me there between your legs, at the piston, softly sucking. The silky smoothness of these sun kissed hills and valleys of skin, of hips, and bosom that ripple in noon day. Touched lightly at your leisure.

And you'll be sure the kitty is yours, purring contentedly, into the caress of your hand. And I will know you are my man, as I'm skimming the luscious cream you've been saving up

...just for me. Maybe next time you'll dare enter into my pussy...