It’s been awhile since anyone was so bold, I am sure there were many before him, I’m sure there were those whose cock I wasn’t even grinding on  that wanted to.

The last man who did it, did it anger not in sexuality, it sort of felt the same though, but different. His cock was figuratively deep inside me, while yours was literally filling me when it happened.

The first guy who ever did it I asked him to, made him do it.

But this time it felt like a release of everything in one slap across my cheek. He said he did it last time we fucked, but I didn’t recall that.

When his lumbering hand barreled across my face I was in shock, my pussy soaked instantly–and I was pissed off and turned on like crazy–all at the same time. I wanted more, but l like the way I can’t tell when it is coming. It was sort of a sick game, played in a healthy way. A give and want. A shock and surprise landing across my jaw, as I rode your cock, lost in the sensations of being filled–eyes slit in fuck lust, then slam, a convergence of pain and sting stemming from your hand connecting to my face hits. My eyes open a bit, I know I flash a look of fuck you and a look fuck me simultaneously, as the wave of heat surges through my body being released through my pussy and on to your cock in a rush. Culminating in clinch and pulsation from the flesh inside my core. Connections of an electric pussy.

I didn’t have to ask. You knew what I wanted from you.