stevebasiclovestheworld: riseofwives:“Are you ready to go home, honey?” she asked, &ld
stevebasiclovestheworld: riseofwives: “Are you ready to go home, honey?” she asked, “We can play Mommy and Baby, just like you like.” She let him stare down into her chest, and knew he was imagining himself again with his face at her breast, cradled in her strong arms. Doors locked, just the two of them. “You look just like a baby, when we do that,” she said, a whisper in his ear, knowing it would turn him on, “all little and helpless, in Mommy’s big arms…” He had started to quiver and whine, already, right there in the street, and she she had him. But this was the moment she liked best…the surrender. “let me take you back, make you my baby…” “Jesus hun, you’re so hot…” he moaned, dumbly, blissfully ignorant of the plans she had for him, the eventuality of all this. Men had all but died out, and women had plans for the survivors. She smiled. Already he had grabbed himself, begun to rub himself through his jeans. She loved how stupid he got, how even more mindless he became, when she turned him on. And it took so little effort, these days. “Thank you baby,” she purred, pushing up into him even more, pressing her right thigh into the back of his hand. He groaned, the pressure of her muscular hips and leg nearly making him come right there, unbidden “oh god…” he murmurred, eyes fluttering shut… -- source link