T BOY a new lesson…
I am hoping that you catch this post tomorrow, I was thinking how hot it would be if you could masturbate in the elevator tomorrow for me at work, and Not cum.
I will post a lesson below that you can do at your desk, in between elevator rides.
I think,
3 minutes of masturbating, under your desk, rub your dick with your pants on, of course, then stop for a while, and then unzip and stroke bare handed for as long as you can get away with it,
Do this all afternoon, on the hour, No cumming.
I will tease you more tomorrow night.
Mandy xoxox’s
The single most alluring thing I can think of at this moment is to see you in the throes of passion – to watch you getting off, and to know that I am the reason. I want to see your head thrown back, eyes closed and lips slightly parted, lost in the moment. I want to see you pass that point of no return, when the rest of the world becomes obscured by the star about to go nova within. I want to hear you call my name in that last gasp before you fall over the edge into exquisite oblivion.
But first …
I want to take you to a secluded place, where the only sounds are our own. I want to surround you with candles. I want to trace my wine-dipped finger across your lips and watch your tongue follow.
I want to stand behind you, snake my arms around your waist, and lower my mouth to your neck, just beneath your ear. I want to breathe in your scent and brush my lips against your quickening pulse.
I want your hands to cover mine and your head to lie back against my shoulder as a sigh escapes your lips. I want to witness the moment you surrender to the fact that you want “us” to happen every bit as much as I do.
I want to slowly turn you toward me and take your face in both my hands. I want to stare into your eyes as our lips meet for the first time. I want you to feel my low groan when your tongue emerges to dance with mine. I want you to feel it at your very core.
I want you to have no doubt about my feelings for you. I want the depth of my desire to sweep away any lingering reservations you may have. I want you to know that I have never felt anything this powerful, this overwhelming, or this awesome.
I want to put my hands on your back, beneath your shirt, and feel your skin react to my touch. I want to feel you press your body more tightly into mine, making contact from shoulders to thighs. I want to see your head fall back, exposing your neck and chest to my eager mouth. I want to feel your hands grab my ass, pulling me even closer.
I want to hear you catch your breath in anticipation as I remove your shirt. I want to taste your skin as my hands move toward your breasts. I want to thoroughly explore each nipple with my teeth and with my tongue as your hands insistently guide my head. I want my mouth to give you incomparable pleasure.
I want to hear the intensity of your arousal in the soft sounds escaping from your lips. I want to kneel before you, feeling the heat of your sex against my face. I want to see your hands urgently tear at your clothing in order to give me full access.
I want to run my fingers through your juices and bring them to my lips, tasting your salty sweetness. I want to drink your anticipation.
I want you to lie on your back, opening yourself to me completely. I want to bury my face in your cunt and feel your wetness bathe my face as you lose all inhibition.
I want to circle your clit with my tongue as my fingers thrust inside you. I want to feel you buck and thrash as you lose yourself in the magnificent sensations.