You have my legs up and bent and putting what feels like all of your weight on my thighs. XXNX You talk about this often enough that I know it’s coming. You move closer to kiss me and I know I need it badly. I can hear you talking about being close, but I can’t possibly be asked to stop. The door shuts and my mind quiets. I can’t see you from this angle, but I want to. I stop fingering myself again to speak louder only to be commanded to start again. I’m not even sure I could make you cum this way. You kiss me and my hands immediately wrap around your neck. Other than telling me that you weren’t asking me to stop, I still got very little of what you said. You aren’t guiding me this time, in fact you aren’t touching
