The Devils Fruit: Insaitiable Needs 🍒
I've wanted you badly to the point where I feverishly masturbated for weeks. I don't like manual labor. I think of you eating my pussy like some wild animal eating his prey in peace with delight. I rubbed one out with my middle finger on my right hand, thinking of you in my bedroom. My imagination runs marathons of possibilities you would be doing if you were present. Teasing her with the head of your thick cock , staring me down like prey with the sweetest bass in your voice, holding back your desire to put him inside me, "look at me", we locked eyes, building my orgasm and your self-inflicted frustrations leading to a series of delights. With my eyes closed, I taste your breath while we kiss. Your continued rubbing over my pudenda and clit made me moan a bit louder. " Make me cum, please". The request so innocent and softly spoken over the squeak of the edge of the bed, you stopped for a moment to really look at me. Scanning my face, taking in the deta...
