Mr. Syler released me, and I turned around to stare down at his perfect naked body. I have fantasized so many times about how hot he was. My fantasies were nowhere near close to the real thing. Pressing my thighs together, I tried to stop the flow of my p***y juice. That tuned on, I was sure my cream was leaking down my thighs.
“What are you thinking right now?” he asked.
Licking my dry lips, I glanced down at the monster c**k between his thighs. I wanted him inside me.
“I’m so wet, Mr. Syler. I want you to put that big d**k inside my juicy pussy.” Leaning back against the dresser, I spread my thighs, giving him a shot of my cunt. I teased my fingers through my slit, moving my wetness around. The smallest touch and I was ready to come. Lifting my fingers up to the light, I showed him ho
