I lie here, with your cum dripping out of me.

My pussy is still tingling. I have sweet sore spots where your big hands gripped my thighs, where your giant cock rammed inside of me.

Every little pain is a joy to remember.

I begged you, “Harder.” And you complied.

You rolled me off the couch, and onto my hands and knees. Kneeling behind me, you positioned me where you wanted me. Hips a little lower. Legs a little wider.

That’s it.

You gave it to me, just like I asked. Your thick cock throbbed, and you moaned, grabbing my hips to hold it all together.

I love when you finish inside of me, and have to sit down. You’re breathing hard, sweaty, and so damn contented.

I love it.

I curl up next to you, kissing your big thighs, feeling your sexy legs, listening to your breathing.

The relaxed sighs I hear are the sounds of a happy man.

My happy man.

My sexy man made my pussy so damn happy. And now I lie here feeling your cum, remembering how good it felt when you were putting it in there. My little reminder for the rest of my day.

My sexy man’s cum dripping out of me.