For some reason, I am really attracted to this picture

When I come I want you to watch me.
I want you to see the way the blood rushes first to my breasts, blushing them pink, then to my face, burning it red. I want you to feel every muscle in my body tighten, causing my hands to fist and my toes to curl.
I need you to watch me. I won’t be able to come unless you watch me.
I need you to see the way my eyes close in rapture and my mouth falls open in a silent scream. I need you to stop thrusting at that very moment so that you can feel my pussy contract around your shaft, the fleshy walls close in around it in that final phase before I release.
Finally, I will want, I will need you to look into my eyes and watch me as my sense leaves me through them and my lips quiver with every cry that my orgasm induces. I need you to feel it shatter every bone in my body and drown your cock with the juices.
I want you to watch me. I need you to watch me. I simply can’t come unless you watch me
It is easier to obfuscate love with lust when the sex is rough. Are you strong enough to deny the feelings I engender when you allow me to take you…worship you…adore you… with gentler tenderness?
(Source: m-n-mj)
Where’s my love machine when I need him?
I’m feeling particularly sexy

My desire to have sex in my bed all day is overwhelming.
But alas, I’m off to work :/