I’m rubbing my pussy, as I write this note to you.
Did you know how easy it’d be to slide your cock in me while I’m sleeping?
As you press your entire body weight against mine, keeping me trapped underneath you?
With one of your hands over my mouth?
As you moan and whisper in my ear that I was asking for this, even while I’m asleep? Did you tell me you ‘forgot’ a condom? You only wanted to put the tip in, but then you said it felt so good that you pushed all the way in.
I woke, hearing you whisper that you promised to pull out. Eventually, I counted three ropes of cum you’ve dumped in my pussy. It felt so fucking good being taken by you again. But you knew, didn’t you?
It’s too late to stop where this will lead. Dinner will be served at 7 p.m.
Don’t worry; I’ve stocked up on condoms.
Love, Janet
