We’re friends. We just want to be friends. That is a mutual feeling.
… And damn… Fucking you is SO GREAT! Like, really, FUCKING, GREAT!
You know what’s the best part?
I have not seen you for… I don’t know… A month?
But I was really horny. I just wanted you inside of me, so I called you like we had seen eachother yesterday or so - and I drive to your empty home with the only purpose of fucking you. I french kissed you right after you closed your front door and you grabed me, still not believing that I was awake at that time of the night…
But I was… And, damn, I wanted you so badly. I went upstairs and you slapped my ass like you owned it - and, sometimes, you do.
You started taking my clothes off and I did the same but I just wanted to rip them of your body and bend over for you.
God, you fucked me so hard that I lost count of the times that I came. You fucked me here, there and everywhere, inside of your bathroom. All my body was shaking so much that I could fall to the ground at any time.
God, you’re so good at it. You always are.
I’m glad we’re friends!
