“You know the times I have jerked off to the thought of you on your hands? On your elbows?” He passed his shaft along my ass, making me moan in need. “Or bent over my knee after getting all mouthy with me?” Another moan, this one soaked with agony. Just like I was at the image of bringing his words to life. “Oh,” he whispered. Then, his voice lowered. “Sounds like you’d love that as much as me.”
