

Rest your thumb on my lips when you caress my jaw upwards to gaze in your eyes, locked, you move your hand softly down my neck and grab when you reach the base of my throat, just above my collarbone. Give me one firm and powerful yank to reassert your authority. The breath leaves my body slowly as your touch is intoxicating, I swear I whimper, succumbing, you don't hesitate to absorb this advantage. I'm anticipating the warmth and strength of your hands on my tits next, massaging their soft and firm mass, pinching my perky nipples. I beg for it, I'll do anything for you..