Here Kitty Kitty

He likes when I dress it up, all black lace with ribbons on the side, see through or edible I can tell his eyes are occupied.
 Floral prints or solid colors, even cheetah print thongs, down on all fours crawling over between master's legs while playing a seductive song.
 Laying flat on my back spreading wide like the horizon, place your hand over my lips to feel the heated passion steaming from inside them. 
Na ah ah don’t make me slap your hand, look but don’t touch as my fingers spread each lip apart and expand. 
A first class view of you watching me rub on my pretty pearl, slurping fingers in my mouth flicking my clit with a little twirl. 
Teasing you is like watching a hungry man starve, hands gripping the arms of your chair so tight as your nails begin to dig and carve, wishing this was you inside me right now squirming trying to fight this urge to unleash serotonin, pumping my pussy giving you full direct eye contact while your name I’m moaning.
 That bulge in your pants is at full attention I can tell that you want it, let me stop playing with your emotions baby come on and jump on it!