CONVENTION
There was this tension that made the room shrink and the people around them disappear. As if it was just him and her. All alone at this panel, they both visit for many years like an unspoken promise. Glancing at each other again and again, only to shyly turn away as soon as their eyes meet.
1/3
There is this sparkle in his look. An neverending deepness in his eyes which urges her to ask herself how his big hard cock might feel deep inside her, his hand wrapped around her throat, pushing her into the sheets. Doing her like the little slut she was deep down in her mind. Moaning and begging to thrust harder and harder until his big warm load is filling her up.
2/3
A torturous unfulfilled fantasy that makes her heart beat faster, giving her a pleasant but agonizing heat, forcing her to constantly fight touching herself immediately.
How easy all of this could be, if he only would find the courage to approach her. But she knows he never will. Neither does she. Shy souls, bonded even though they never touched. Maybe next year. Yes, next year for sure.
3/3
Daxxx