Violet
“You are playing with fire, Flower.” He whispered sensually and I felt the thrill and excitement from his words. The anticipation of what was going to happen when we would arrive home, my knees shook, and my p*ssy clenched as the throbbing need and lust between my thighs was almost painful.
How could I be so aroused and needy when we just had s*x two hours ago?
And also, this morning and last night, I just couldn’t get enough of him. I had an urge to be filled by him to the brim. He could literally come inside my p***y and build the tent there, staying forever.
I was turning into a nymphomaniac!
This connection between us, the mate bond, surging us to be together every possible way and every time was just rapturous and ambrosial, heavenly and off the f*cking charts.
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