In my panties

I love it when he calls me and he tries to act all macho and tough. Like he really isn’t wanting, with every fiber of his being, to be inside my panties. Literally, inside my panties. The soft pink silk holding his rigid cock against his body. The way it feels when my hands glide over that barely there fabric. Oh, but he knows it is there. He talks like a big strong man, but inside…and when he finally lets go and lets Goddess…he is a princess. My perfect little princess who loves to get all dressed up in the softest, tightest sweaters and the shortest, sluttiest skirts. My perfect little fuck doll who ends up bent over, panting and begging me to fuck her like she has never been fucked before. I am only happy to oblige.