F4F Feral Coffee Shop

Holy shit, she's here. Should I walk out? What? No. Imagine watching someone walk in, look at you, and then immediately walk out. You're going to look like the biggest jackass ever. Don't look at her. You're going to have a fucking heart attack if she looks back at you. Shit, did I sit too close? I mean, I'm only like a table away from her, but why did I have to sit diagonally from her? Jeez. Her side profile looks so fucking good. No, shut the fuck up. You're going to turn yourself on in the middle of this fucking place. Ugh. Why did she have to post that for Titty Tuesday? She knows her tits look fucking amazing. How does she go to sleep every day without having someone between her legs every night? I mean, I'd be more than glad to be between hers every night. Hell, in the morning, because why the fuck not? How about I just turn off my brain and turn it on whenever I have to get her out? Because I'll do that. I would literally die happy between her legs if it means she's the one to suffocate me. Her eyes are so fucking perfect. And those lips, ugh. I could kiss them all day if she let me. Hmm. Would I give to leave hickeys all over her neck and chest? Ugh. If my parents could hear me right now, would they be disgusted with what I have to say about her? Yeah, they would disown me. But what do I care? If I could have my head between her thighs, there's nothing I wouldn't do if it gives me the chance to have her squirt right into my mouth, shove her tits down my throat, and squish my head like those hydraulic presses with her thighs. I will never be able to sleep comfortably again if it's not her ass or tits that I get to rest my head on. Fuck, I need her so much. Hmm. If somehow, somehow you're able to read my mind, please give me one chance. I will pay your bills. I will relieve you of any debt you owe to anyone. I will do any insane and cringe romantic shit you want me to do if you give me one chance. And by one chance, I mean just talk to me. Because even if you scream at me right now that you would love to have my fingers shoved up your pussy while my tongue is licking up your clit like it's my last meal, I would still have the overwhelming dread to not talk to you because I am like the abidement of the word avoid. Ugh. And now you're biting your lip. Ugh. Please stop being so attractive. I'm begging you to stop. And the only way I want you to stop is with a gag and a blindfold over your eyes so I don't have to get lost in them anymore. Ugh, fuck. The water is so bad. I need her so bad I would drink anything that leaked from her pussy like it's water to me. She needs to realize that anything she does or say only makes me want her that much more. She could literally slap me and I would thank her. I would ask her to step on me with stilettos as sharp as nails and I would pay her after. Just what do I have to do? Or what do I need to say to have her sit on my face? I don't care what position. I have to say it. I could literally lay down on those chairs that recline all the way back and have her sit on my face while she works. She could be cooking and I will happily smoosh my face between her cheeks. Or I could be cooking for her and I allow her to eat me out from behind, whichever she prefers. At this point, I need a new spade because the amount of times I would ride her thigh if the thought just simply crossed her mind would be more times than a regular person blinking. Just one chance. Please. Please. Oh, fuck. The mere sight of her drives me to places that even the devil himself won't be brave enough to step into. I am that permanently desperate and needy for a single chance with her. Not even the Roman army could hold me back from her. She is so... Ugh. If she asks me to wear a strap 24-7 just so she can rip my pants off and jump on my cock anytime she wanted, I will tape that shit to my skin. She wants to do some crazy positions, I will turn into Mrs. Fucking Incredible. She wants me to fuck her, silly and pound her, I will turn into a jackhammer. I will literally be her personal fuck toy. Whether it's because she wants to suck on a silicone cock, or to suck on my clit, or to fill her pussy with my cock while she's head down, ass up, or if she wants my hand for a collar, I will do it. I will literally turn into her free use slut, because when am I not thorough around her? Hmm. Nipple play? I will do anything she asks of me with those tits. She wants me to grab them, my hands are stuck on there like super glue. She wants me to play with them, suddenly it's like I have stress balls in my hands. She wants me to do the same with her ass. Darling, I will motorboat them the same way I would with your tits. I will not let my hands leave her ass until it's red all over. And what if she doesn't want me to do any of that stuff? Just says she wants to cuddle. Well, I'll just turn into a teddy bear at that point. But all of a sudden she starts riding my thigh? I will be just fine with that too, because what's the point of going through it every day if I don't get to treat her like a queen during it? Hmm. Mmm. Great. I ruin my panties as I've been staring at my phone, which has been off this entire time. Oh, hi. I'm doing good, how about you? That's good to hear. Yeah, I'm not really doing anything tonight. Hmm. I imagine she could hear what I was thinking this entire time. Just jump off a cliff at that point. I love to hang out. You got anything you want to do? Awesome! Sounds like a good idea. I'll see you then. You're so fucking lucky it's impossible to read minds. Hmm. She's absolutely breathtaking when she smiles. I wonder what she's smiling about.