Mr. A, you work with my dad and I wonder if you know the effect you have on me? I wonder if it has shown at my Dad's office at all? I feel like it has. It has to have shown on my face every time I visit. I felt myself flush. I know my little, tight pussy has stayed wet every time I see you. I dream of what your big hands would feel like running over my tiny, teen breasts and down to my tiny clit. Every time I leave I play with my sweet,teen pussy, rubbing and fingering myself. Then I think about tasting you all over and what your cock looks like and what your cum tastes like. Sucking you until you cum in my sweet, pink,mouth. I can’t wait to have you. Riding you and having you fuck me like I have imagined so many times. Then I cum and explode and shiver and want it to be you. I just have to figure out how to let you know I want you!
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