Prompt is open as long as this is up~

I'm bad news. You knew it from the moment I bit my lips and shook your strong hand at our first introduction. You're 20 years older than me and every feral instinct from millions of years of evolution demanded that you bent over my lithe dancer's body and fuck me until my brain turns to mush and you're entirely spent.

It didn't take long for you to succumb. I wasn't helping either. Casually asking you if your wife was home in my cheery, innocent voice, teasing you in snug little crop tops and daisy dukes. Why do I have a heart next to your name on my phone you ask? Oh, no reason.

It all came to a head, and I mean a head when we found ourselves alone one evening with my head in your lap, surprising you with how deep this petite girl can take your dick when your wife always complained about how thick you were. I didn't mind getting messy with all the love-strings connecting my mouth to your dick. No complaints from me. I didn't even hesitate to swallow your cum, or lick up the remaining drops from my hands and your balls.

Sometimes it's a hasty fuck in the back of your minivan. Sometimes it's a warm afternoon of me riding you into orgasmic bliss. Sometimes you take your frustration out on me, hands in my hair or around my neck and pounding my poor little cunt like you owned it. I'm not your wife. You can do whatever the fuck you want to me.

You're weak to me. How could you not be when every look I give you on my jobs through the neighborhood reminds you of the time I locked my legs around your torso, looked you dead in the eye and told you I wanted your cum in me. And you didn't disappoint.

So. Wanna make some bad decisions this summer?

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My top kink is good descriptive writing. I love large cocks, age gaps (obviously), "Daddy", being cared for, rough sex, group sex, throatfucking, being choked or just man-handled, being showed off, being a sloppy, cum-guzzling, cum-bubble-blowing nasty whore for you, and probably others I'm not thinking of.

I want you to message me with ideas about who we are to each other. Am I someone deeply involved in your life? Or just the neighborhood cock swallower? Do I know your wife? Daughter? How did we meet? Where do we go from here? I'm a filthy slut, but I like just a hint of emotional and narrative complexity to give it that little extra spice.