So how big is it -
No, keep it in your pants
It could be a fucking firehose for all I care
But all I want to know is if you can make me feel it
With just your words
Can you make my pussy drip with just your words
I want to see it with my mind -
The length as it thickens with thoughts of me
The veins pulsing as it swells with the sight of my naked body
The scent and viscosity of your pre-cum
The slow arch up and in
The one that will touch my spot
and turn the river into rapids
Because with a king of a cock like yours
and this pussy so tight
Your words have to get me wet
or else there is no way it will fit.
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