I’m trying to be nice, cordial and not complicate things.
I’m dying to taste you. Feel your fingers running through my hair while I suck your clit into my mouth.
I smile, make small talk, try to make you laugh and try to make you a new friend.
Feeling the soft skin of your perfectly shaped inner thighs on both sides of my head.
I don’t care if you tie me up and do a million amazingly dirty and evil things to me or if I just go down on you. Whatever, please, just do it.
This is one of the many times I regret not being dominant. If the roles were reversed I’d order you to let me please you.
All I can do is beg, and I can’t even do that.
So, I just smile and try to make you smile.
It is what it is.
But I wish it were different.