I had a sex dream about you. And fucked myself as soon as I woke up.
Catalog
Holly Riordan
I just had the most intense orgasm.
Guess what color underwear I’m wearing. Or if I’m wearing any at all.
I want to feel your dick hit the back of my throat.
What would you say if I asked you to fuck me in the ass?
I want your hands in my hair and my lips on your cock.
Nothing makes me hornier than the thought of you thrusting into me from behind.
I want to kiss you down your back. And up your shaft.
My nipples are hard and my pussy is wet.
If it takes me a while to answer your texts tonight, it’s because I’m masturbating.
I wish you were in bed with me instead of this vibrator.
Do you ever think about me while you’re cumming? Because I think of you.
I’m completely naked right now — except for my thigh highs.
I’m rubbing my clit. But I wish I was stroking your cock.
I’m picturing you naked. Underneath me. With your hands tied.
I’m typing this with one hand and using the other hand to get myself off.
I just reached a hand into my underwear and can’t believe how wet I am.
I’m looking through your Instagram photos and pleasuring myself. I hope that’s okay.
Touch yourself. I want you to masturbate at the same time as me.