Daydreaming of stress

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It’s been a long month, work has been overbearing and the day to day routine adds to it. By time the kids are asleep, the stress from the day has worn out any desire.

You sit there, reading, the recliner foot rest is up, but your legs are down, spread around it. The pants you are wearing are tight between your legs, showing you are not wearing any panties.

I glance as i pass by to sit next to you and grab the controller to see what on the tv. I put my hand on your thigh, which your respond by putting your hand over mines.

My mind starts to wander, thinking about you pussy under your pants. How I want you to suffocate the stress out of me by sitting on my face and using it as a toy until you l orgasm.

Maybe suck the stress out of me and let me feel your soft wet mouth wrapped around my dick. Let me feel your tongue massage my shaft while you take all of me in your mouth.

Better yet, let me take care of your pussy. Let me spoil it real good. Let me make it nice a wet so that I can fill it up real good. I want to feel your pussy cure the stress out of me. The way it feels wrapped around my dick. The way you react to every thrust. The feel of your orgasms. The sensation of filling you up.

Who knows, maybe we can deal with the stress the rough way. You can try to be hard and take control, and then I’m gonna have to put you in your place.

Who knows, for now, I guess we can watch tv until you make your move, it’s not like you didn’t notice my hard-on…

NSFW: yes

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