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I love when you wear those pink panties for me, baby. I love imagining them stretched tight over your cock, how desperate it makes you feel, how naughty it is to be caught between wanting to hide and wanting to please me. I want you slick with oil, rubbing yourself while imagining me straddling you, my BBC pressed against you, teasing you with every stroke.
Slide your hands along yourself, baby, feel how hot it gets when you grind, when you push into my imagined body, feeling me react with every twitch of your hips. Squeeze, rub, moan my name… let yourself get lost in it. I want your strokes sloppy, greedy, dragging yourself over me, desperate to give me everything.
Lean in and whisper to me, baby, tell me how those panties feel, tell me how hard you are for me. I want to hear your voice break, your breath shorten, every little shiver and gasp. Keep moving, pressing, teasing yourself while I guide you, make you feel exactly how I want.
You’re so close now… I can hear it, feel it through every word you whisper. Let go. Cum hard, baby, shiver, moan, twitch. Let it spill all over, feel yourself shaking, losing control, completely undone, completely mine.
Yeah… that’s it. Every gasp, every groan, every desperate stroke… just like that. You gave it all to me, wore those panties for me, and I made sure you felt every filthy second exactly how you needed it.




