Watching You

Such a naughty boy you are, sitting all by yourself jerking your cock.

A photo of me on the table, wearing a black thong with a whip in my hands.

I stood there watching you, watching you pump your cock, calling out my name.

I saw the beads of sweat on your face, the intensity, that way you look when you are about to come.

Your fingers stroking your balls, your eyes fixed on my big round tits.

“Thinking of me” I said, as I walked up to you, parting my arse cheeks so that you can enter.

“Oh fuck babe, how long have you been here”, you ask. “Long enough, to make my pussy wet, long enough to know that I want you to fuck me right now”.

You push your thick hard black cock in, pulling my hair, pinching my nipples.

“Shit, I could not wait for you to get home”.

“I bet, wanking over a picture of me”.

“Can I watch you babe, please”.

As I fuck myself with a thick dildo, you whisper all the dirty words that I love to hear, cock, pussy, arse, slut. You watch as my orgasm builds, you watch as I squirt and fall back on to the bed.

You like watching me, as much as I love watching you.