'And I know a part of you wants to fuck like this because you feel a little like you shouldn't. Maybe to say I'm... forbidden is too strong.. but still.. i know there is a bit of that..that loves to have me fuck you, cos you're not quite sure if I should'
Fingers already dripping in my cunt, smiling with my head back, moaning a little into the phone with the thrill of his words.
The thrill that he knows this. Turning me on, amused, vulnerable, powerful all at once.
Quietly, matter of fact, almost to myself, I whisper.
'Yes ...you are... my illicit fuck'
Laugh.
'Your what?'
'My illicit fuck.. You're my little secret.'
Breathy chuckle together, as I continue to slide my fingers in and out.
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