It’s always a little awkward for me to share my kinks and fantasies, I never know how they’ll be received as I have quite the imagination - not to mention the greediest, freak loving pussy you’ve ever met. Hearing about his though, fuck it makes me wet just thinking of it.

He speaks slowly, hesitantly, only occasionally making eye contact with me to gauge my reaction.

I listen intently, watching his full sexy lips sharing his deepest fantasy, I slide my fingers under the sheet and begin to gently rub the smoothness of my own full lips, it tingles, he notices. He speaks more confidently now, but his quiet, husky tone drives my finger slowly down to where it’s already dripping and it slips inside, I can’t hold in the tiny groan of pleasure. I see his cock growing beneath his grey sweat pants and my pussy grips my finger tightly…. Fuck this man turns me on.

I hadn’t expected to hear what I was hearing, it was crazy, wasn’t it? Outright filthy, wasn’t it? I couldn’t possibly help him with this, could I? Would I? The picture I was creating in my mind was… was… hot, sexy as fuck, and I couldn’t help but push my finger deeper inside me, then another, my toes curl and I bite my lip… yeah I think I could.