You asked me to touch you.
With purpose.
I watched you enjoy the feel of your own hands on your body.
Until, in the dark, your tongue made your way around my nipple and my control melted. I came so hard the memory of it makes cum again.
You went from 101 to 401 as your fingers found my clit an you touched me, with purpose
Inside, I asked you to strip away the last of your control
“trust me” I whispered
Wandering & Wondering 