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It’s Been Over A Year And Robert’s Not Wasting Another Second To Get Between My Thighs…
OUR SEX GAMES BEGIN, AFTER ONLY TWO WORDS!
I wait anxiously for Robert, my heart racing, my breathing speeding, my pussy tingling. It’s been over a year since I’ve seen him, yet I’m wet like he was between my thighs just minutes ago.
Closing my eyes, I imagine the sides of his perfectly shaped and muscular thighs pressed between mine. The tip of his cock, self-guiding into my hole. He’s the only man I’ve ever been with who has that skill, 100% of the time. No mood-breaking fumbling like that guy who can’t get his wallet out of his pocket when it’s time to pay.
It’s times like this, I wish this sundress, Robert’s favorite sundress, had some fucking pockets, because I don’t know what to do with my hands. At my sides… I look like a stiff Barbie. Folded… I look bitchy. One behind my head… crappy photoshoot. Save Me, Robert! Save Me!
Normally, I’d be listening for his footsteps, but he catches me off guard, just as I have one hand on my breast and the other on my crotch. As embarrassed as I am, being caught like that, Robert is too much of a gentleman to comment, or even look surprised. God, I Love Him!
