Indie Boy - Tuesday Night

A small stroke of your firm flesh is all it takes to get you hard. A kiss to the neck, running my fingers tips along your ribs, a bite to the thigh.

You fucked me so deeply I bled. You smack me across the face.

It feels best when I'm on my knees for you, but it feels good anyway you want it.

Your thick and long and pulsing, whenever I want you to be, whenever I beg for you to fuck me.