A Girl's Fantasy

Her favourite toy, his manhood. Hidden from eyes, yet beckoning me to come closer. Does he know the space between his legs and under the desk always entice my core? Be it kneeling in front of him or laying between his legs...  The crave to worship his manhood like a devotee is real. To palm his c**k in my hand, to feel the twitch under my finger tips,  To look into his eyes, as he rubs the tip on my lips... To lick his full length, holding the girth. To suck slowly, looking deep into his eyes. To gag on his c**k, tears rolling down. To take it deep throat, drool flowing down my lips. To swallow his every last drop of c*m, licking his c**k, my favourite toy clean. The yearning is real, the need is real. His satisfaction, my pleasure.