Valentine’s Day: Say My Name

Hands tied to the bed, I sat on his swollen cock as he called out my name. Lips parted slightly, I leaned into his sweetness then sucked gently. He became my lover that could do all the things I dreamed of. Penetrating deep I popped up on his cock like messy bubble gum. He appreciated this fuck, I could see it in his eyes. Then as my breasts took in all his breath, he said Happy Valentines Day.

My Valentines Playlist

Toe Sucker

Curled up in the bed, Harold threw a pillow at me as if we are kids. I pulled the cover down from my face to express my unwillingness to awaken. He didn’t wake me up for breakfast in bed yet a nude body stood before me. Like Romeo to a Juliet he kneeled down in front of the bed with a few red roses. Peeling back the blanket I looked beyond the crinkled sheets to behold him massaging my slightly swollen feet. Girly giggles escaped my enduring slumber as I began feeling his tongue wrapped around my toes. He treated each one to a private show by sucking on them slowly. Up until that moment I thought I knew all his fetishes but this shocked me. To my eyes he is a average guy who works as a stock broker yet when we are alone he is so much more. From his gorgeous brown eyes to jet-black wavy hair, Harold captures every bit of my attention when he enters my realm. The smiles he delivers are endless and when he puts on his glasses I know he means business. We play like this for a moment as he trails the rose up my belly then delivers a fairy tale kiss. Smiles shared with locked eyes makes me cherish him more every day in this way.