I pulled some old clothes from my closet to remind myself of how I looked when I was fourteen or fifteen. I think my guy would like the memories of when I was younger and cutesy, while enjoying the perks of a more experienced and dirtier me. I’d call it a win-win situation.
Sometimes I don’t have enough time to take a long bath. I barely have time to get a quick shower. But it is charming in a way, having to do everything so fast you barely notice you’re wet. And maybe having someone jump into the action, unninvited but never unwelcomed, for a good quickie.
I’m going to level with you. I don’t want to talk. I just want to get dressed, down and dirty on this same bed. Don’t talk, don’t make a sound. Just take me like and make me yours like a big caveman. Are you man enough for it?
Forgive me, my master, for I have sinned. I had impure thoughts about you ravaging my body that I seemed to have enjoyed too much. I’m afraid I touched myself in a very inappropriate way. Maybe I should just enact my fantasy before you decide my punishment.
