Fucking him, being fucked by him brings out the dirtiest thoughts from the depths of my mind. Knowing I can fuck his throat and make his cock hard by forcing him to choke on my cock gives me a thrill only equalled by that I get when he picks me up, flips me to lie over the edge of the bed with my head back and slides his cock into my throat only stopping when his balls are within the reach of my tongue. Knowing he gets equal thrills from submitting to my will as forcing me to acquiesce means I never know what will happen next: our sex happens entirely in the moment and can span the full spectrum of emotions
Stephanie