Confession : 212

He feeds me but not too often. Taking into my mouth the biggest part of him, I welcome his future. There is no other word to use but addicted. I crave his words and touch. I dream of him sucking my nipples and rubbing my clit. I think about him at work, while eating, and pleasuring myself. I feel lost without him and yet he teases me with surprise visits.

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