One Text Special

My afternoon's focus and concentration broken by an unexpected sext from Mr Text, flashing up while I'm on a dull conference call.

I'm thinking about you astride me, leaning forward to kiss me as you slowly ride up and down my length.
I move my hands from your hips to grab and caress your hair, neck and face.
It's so perfect I can hardly breathe.

Mmmmmm; as Dirty Harry might say ....make my day.

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