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You know that feeling when your hair’s just right, soft, tousled, and a little wild? That’s me today—and it made my annual eye doctor visit extra delicious.👀😈
He’s about 5’8” silver fox type… salt and pepper hair, deep stormy blue eyes, and that quiet, commanding confidence that makes me want to misbehave. I’ve seen him for years, but today… something felt different.🥵
When he closed the door, turned down the lights & walked slower toward me- he smiled. Not his usual Mr. Nice Guy smile but something different- like he knows I’m more Primal now. He slid his chair close to me & leaned in to peer into my eyes, his thigh brushed against mine. I didn’t flinch. I let my leg melt softly against his—inviting. At one point, he even rested his hand on my thigh while he asked those silly little questions: “Which is clearer, one… or two?” I couldn’t help but imagine him asking other things. 🥵
Everything checked out—my eyes are healthy but my body is aching. As he walked me out, he complimented my hair. “Nice” was the word he used. But I wonder if, later, his hand will wrap around his cock -slowly stroking, thinking about me and maybe grabbing a handful full of my mermaid tendrils? 🫦😈🥵
Because I know I’ll be touching myself thinking about him looking into those deep blue eyes. 💦
What do you think about when you think of me… 😈😘🥵🔥🫦