Trophy Wife

put my face in the sand

When you pound me so good and make me surrender to your galore like I’m your bad girl and a whore, you know I love it when you grab my hair and take me there. Face in the sand. Hair wrapped over my eyes, surprise after surprise, then dangling over my shoulders, cascading off my breasts. No breath quite left. Submitting to your firm quiet hand, making me understand, how I want to be your trophy wife. Sometimes I want to be rubbed. Admired, displayed, judged, and graded. Teased and then played. I want to be your trophy wife, dangling on your hand with my lips wrapped around your cock. My head in the sand. Then bent over your lap. I like it like that.

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