i would like
nothing better
kneeling
before you
beside you
your hand
in my hair
as you take
my chin
directing me
to look into
the eyes
of the man
the owns my
submission
“Spread your legs,” he instructed . She widened them further, her lips opening under the silky fabric as the stickiness of her juices gave way, a drip soaking and spreading, darkening the delicate fabric. She felt her pussy pulse and throb and flutters rising from her stomach.