The feminine urge to absolutely fuck him into oblivion. To pull his hair, push his head face down into the mattress, pound his ass and cover it with handprints. I need him to be moaning, sighing and bucking like a starved animal. Then to cuddle. Is tha
He was still asleep when I crawled up onto him. I managed to get his arms pinned under me. He smiled up at me. I stared down at him and told him to open his mouth. His smile disappeared and the energy in the room changed.
