Yes. That line.
You know exactly which line I mean. Don’t you, sweetheart?
That line.
That. Line.
It starts on the flushed bulbous head of your cock ~ MY cock ~ where your swollen tip flushes red in the center and leaks…
Drips…
Weeps…
For me.
For. ME.
That line.
The one that trails from tip to tail, burning thick and hot, jumping with your pulse, straining with every heartbeat, on fire for me.
For.
ME.
The one that starts where I fuck the tip of my tongue into that gushing hole and flick your precum into my mouth on the upward stroke, before spanking over it again with the flat of my tongue.
That line.
It starts where you seep, trickle and weep…
Mmmm…
And ends at the base of your balls.
Hmmm…
Or does it?
No.
No, it doesn’t.
No. It doesn’t end at the base of your balls. It’s longer than that, isn’t it?
Oh, yes.
Yes. It. Is.
Yes, sweetheart. That line.
That line.
The one that I trace with my lips, caress with my tongue, tease with my teeth…
Oh yes, sweetheart.
Feel. Me. Trace. That. Line.
Over your throbbing glans…
Descending along the veined diameter of thick, hot, velvety hard flesh…
Oh, yes. That line. That. Line.
Fluttering over the center of your balls…
To your perineum…
And ending…
Oh fuck yes. That line. That. Line.
At that tight…
Little…
Puckered…
Forbidden…
Hole.
All. The. Way. Down.
Feel me trace that line?
Feel. Me. Trace. That. Line.
All the way down…
And all the way back up, to flick the tip of your cock ~ MY cock, sweetheart… MINE! ~ once again.
Yes, you know exactly which line I mean. Don’t you, sweetheart?
That line.
The one I trace reverently…
Atavistically…
Wantonly…
Animalistically…
Tenderly…
Yes, sweetheart. That line.
That. Line.
That line…
IS.
MINE.
Check please! 😉
Heh. 😉
If I had a cock…well I guess I should keep this to myself as all the other men are…um…this is true seduction at great magnitude.
Ahhh…
Remember how you wanted to be a Domme for a day?
One of the *best* things about being a D-type, my dear, is OWNING. THAT. LINE.
Mmmhmmm…
Yes. Yes, that’s what I said. 😉
I think I need to practice owning, no OWNING. THAT. LINE.
Mmmhmmm is right. Damn!
WordPress is being a bitch right now making my replies disappear.
Mmmhmmm is right! Damn, you own it, and I will keep practicing for that big day. One day, THAT LINE: OWNED.
Got ’em both, m’dear. 😉
And yes, practice makes perfect! 😉
I guess you made me a little excited. 😉
Don’t… stop?
Now, I wonder what was going through his mind…
Ohhh, no…
No, I won’t stop.
That. Line. Is. MINE.
All yours I am sure….very sexy….
Definitely MINE. And definitely sexy. 😉
I kiss it then….xx
No, no. *I* kiss it. Only me.
That. Line. Is. MINE.
oops…
Cheeky.
Yes I am, I know!
I remember when I finally figured out that, as the girl, I really was holding all the cards
😉