Being Submissive

He wanted me and I wanted him. I heard it in his voice when he called me to come over. I told him that I had to go to work soon. Demanding, he told me to come over, telling me that I had enough time for a quickie. He was my dominant and my body didn’t want to deny him. Hungrily, I drove to his house, my panties wet with desire and I arrived at his apartment. He greeted me at the door. His sexy smile and strong bare chest made it known that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. He pulled me inside and I could barely contain my excitement to see him. He told me I looked pretty and set me on the kitchen counter. He kissed me passionate and hard, our tongues intertwining. With the dress I had one, he pulled my panties off. With his hard cock he entered my pussy, sighing with satisfaction as to how wet it was. I felt longing and desire in his strokes and the fact that he missed me made me wetter. His cock thrusted in and out of me while on the kitchen counter. I felt his cock expanding as he came inside me, knowing that this pussy was his.

Liz

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