Emily
I still can’t believe this masterpiece before me is mine. Every delicious bulge, bump, and curve. I watched as his arms flexed while he threw his shirt in the laundry basket, each muscle was sculpted by a clay master with an eye of perfection. I’m pretty sure I’m drooling, as I dart my tongue across my lips.
He walked towards me, slowly as he flexed while his large d*ck stood straight up past his belly button. What a monster! How did it even fit in me? With that thought, I felt a wetness pool in my core. As he was now inches away.
“Strip for me, baby” His voice was honey smooth, but his eyes were like a roaring fire, fully coated in desire.
Shivering under his gaze, I lifted my shift up and over my head. Reaching back, I unclipped my bra and let it fall to the floor. Jumping dow
