Thoughts of fucking you have crossed my mind You being inside me,  Grabbing my breast as you pull me closer to you, I knew this can't be true, but the way we make eye contact, I could just drop to my knees, Weak and hungry  Drool dripping down my face, Pussy throbs when you lick ya lips, Begging you to pull my hair, I swear I shouldn't do this but you have been crossing my mind so much that my fingers have played dress up and pretended to be your dick that it rammed my pussy just like I imagine you would, You could if you promised to keep it a secret, I keep it, Won't spit  Mmmm for I'll swallow.   - daddys_nastypoet69