I want him to love me, which is why he calls me on weekday nights when he’s feeling lonely.

I want desperately for him to desire me, which is why he is inviting himself over subtly as the conversation goes on.

I have known him for years, and all I have ever wanted from him is that he pledge his undying love to me.

I have wanted him for as long as I can recall, and I know that the best way to make a man love me forever is to lure him to my place and make him eat me out. Which is exactly what I am doing right now, tricking him into driving over with a bottle of booze and a smile on his face.

I am nervous, because I am afraid that if I fuck up and he says the wrong thing then he won’t like me anymore. So I try to be friendly and I notice that he has tried hard to look pretty for me, so I think that this is working.

Tip toeing down the road of intoxication until the perfect moment when I will do the one thing that I know I can do to ensure that a man will love me forever: I place my hands on his shoulders and push him between my legs so that he can give me orgasm after orgasm into his mouth.

Because I know that if I do not cum constantly and on his lips then he will never love me. Because I am most beautiful when I am cumming on his face, and if he does not witness me cumming all over the place, how will he realize that he loves me forever?