Tell him to come in...

You think to yourself as you watch him stroking that long white log that it's almost unfair that you don't address him. Think of the fun you could have, think of the pleasure that thing can bring. You fight with the dirty thoughts assaulting your mind in this lustful haze but know that whatever YOU want the woman you are right now has other ideas. And so you straighten up a bit on the wall and meet his gaze, he begins to slow his jerking but doesn't stop as I look on. I bite my lip a little before speaking, adding a slight seductive form to myself, "Why are you still out there by yourself..? Don't you want to come give me company..?" the lustful tone blaring out your desires.

"Are...are you sure...?" you hear him respond and with that you slip your fingers out of your dripping pussy and give him a come here gesture with your hand. He beckons like a dog and walks in closing the door behind him. You now get the full look of that white snake his was playing with, his posture says he's anxious but you can feel his lust like it was your own. "Oh...I'm sure..." you reassure him, your eyes rise to meet his, drawing his gaze from your big tits briefly before locking with his delivering your primal urge with sheer looks before dropping your sights down to his cock once again. "So...what do you wanna do...?" he inquires as you continue your stare.