What you do to me

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We have heard that actions speak louder than words. We can think of many examples that confirm this adage.

However, what if words were added to the actions?

What if the words spoken from the lover gave the meaning behind the actions?

As the words are spoken, the actions manifested themselves and gave proof that the words are not empty.

Therefore, the words verified the actions and the actions express the words?


Come to me my love.
Sit in this chair and face me.

Do not touch me.
Do not speak.
If you speak or try to touch me then you will leave the room.
I will never give you this opportunity again.
If you understand then shake your head yes or no.

Good girl.
I will proceed.

You need to know that I think about you.
I think about you throughout the day.
While I am working.
While I am driving.
While I am talking with others.
I think about you.

I want you to know how much you mean to me.
How much you are in my thoughts.
I want you to know how the thought of you affects me.

Remember what I said.
Do not touch and do not speak.
Look at me baby.
Look in my eyes.
I need to see that I can trust you.

Good girl.

Now you will watch my hands.
Watch me unbuckle my belt.
Watch how it lays open on each side after it is released.
You can see how easily my pants fall after they are unfastened.

I want you to look at the outline of my head through my shorts.
Look at my shaft.
You can see that it is laying on my left side love.
It will move as I pull my shorts down.
It will no longer rest on my left thigh.
It will hang in front of me as it is soft.

Do not turn your eyes.
You will see what happens because of the thought of you.

I think of your eyes as they sparkle.
As I do, my eyes close.
I think of your smile when you look at me.
As I do, I bite my lip.
I think of your laugh as you tell me about your day.
As I do, my breathing slows.
I think of your hand as it rubs across my chest.
As I do, I feel a surge in my shaft.
I think of your back as you bare it for me.
As I do, my head begins to swell.
I think of your breasts as they show their excitement.
As I do, my cock begins to rise.
I think of your bottom as you turn and remove your panties.
As I do, you begin to see my girth.
I think of your tight lips.
As I do, I am now fully hard.

I do not stop thinking of you my dear.
You can see how hard you make me without a touch.
I think of the way you touch yourself.
I think of the way your mouth opens slightly to catch your breath.
I think of the way your hips move as you become excited.
I think of how your fingers rub your clit.
I think of how you put a finger inside of yourself.
I think of how wet your fingers get.
I think of the sounds you make when you are pleased.

You can now see how I pulse. How I throb.
You can see the wetness on my head.
You can now see that every vein is distended.

This is what the thought of you does to me.
This is how much you please me love.
This is what I wanted you to see.

I wanted you to know that my thoughts are of you.
I wanted you to know that my desires rest on you.
I wanted you to know that my animal lust is hunting for you.

Always.

You have been a very good girl.
I am very proud of you.
I am going to gather a few things love.
I expect you standing at the end of the bed waiting.
You will experience what the thought of you does to me.

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