She wants to be your slut. She may not act like it when she’s out and about, but deep inside her lives your slut. That slut was born back when she snuck a peek at one of those romance novels her mom would read. The ones where Ramone takes off his shirt and reveals his chiseled physique glistened sweat. Man how she wanted to be so-and-so with her heaving bosom as Ramone pulled her in for a passionate kiss and her mind wandered passed what those pages told.
She wants to be your slut. She often finds herself standing over the endless piles of dirty dishes, staring out her kitchen window daydreaming about that hot clerk at the grocery store. She wonders what it would be like if he came up behind her right now and bent her over this sink. How she would do any and all the nasty things he wanted her to do, all the things she longs to do to someone.
She wants to be your slut. She wants to be taken with confidence and used in all the ways she fantasizes about and all the ways she’s never thought of before. She wants the safety to be able to trust enough to let go and just do slutty things. She wants to let go and give herself over to her lust to the point that she is turned into a pile of orgasm induced twitches and sweaty flesh, for your pleasure and hers. She wants to be your slut and if you’re the right for her, she will be.
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