"Did you masturbate thinking of me today too?"

"What?" The question takes you off guard. It seems like an odd thing for Daisy to be interested in at first. Then again, she's so newly famous, the fact that hundreds, if not thousands of men, and probably a good deal of women, are masturbating while thinking of her, is probably amazing to her.

But your answer is going to be a disappointment. Because in all the rush to get everything set for tonight, you, in fact, did not jerk off.

Of course, you were coming here to meet Daisy Ridley for sex. You didn't really need to.

And she can tell that your answer is no because you give her a grimace.

"Sorry." you say. "I... I didn't have time..."

"I think you should now." Daisy says, clearly excited at the prospect. She shimmies on her feet with excitement.

And who are you to object. But now that the moment is here, with Daisy just standing there looking at you, looking at your bulge, it seems almost surreal to actually be doing it.

"So you want me to..."

"I want you to take out your prick and tell me what you'd think of masturbating to me." Daisy says. To hear that in Daisy's voice. At some point this is all going to have to stop seeming extraordinary. But this is not that point.

Still, you do as Daisy wants. Slowly you undo your belt, unbutton your jeans, unzip your fly and pull them down. Then you reach into your boxers as you watch Daisy salivating... she's actually salivating waiting to see your cock.

And you pull it out, hard, throbbing, ready to go.

"Yes" You see Daisy whisper to herself.

You start to jerk it, in Daisy's direction.

"Tell me what you'd do to me." She says.

"Well... I'd fuck you" You answer.

"Oh you're going to have to do better than that, luv." she explains, staring at your manhood.

So you do. "Well, first I'd peel you out of your clothes, and just stare at your naked body. I'd take in how beautiful it was. How ready it was for me..."

"Yes."

"Then I'd put you on your knees, turn you around and fuck you doggy style." You jerk yourself furiously, your cock is so hard, as if it knows that it's putting on a show for Daisy.

"God yes... keep going."

"I'd give it to you doggy style for so long. I'd make you moan so loud." You can't believe the words coming from your mouth to her ears.

She takes a step toward you. "Would you pull my hair?"

"Yes" you answer.

"Would you call me a skinny little slut?"

No time to be shocked by the question. "Yes" you answer

Daisy takes another step toward you.

You go on. "I'd fuck you so long and hard, you wouldn't be able to hear anything but your moaning and the sound of our bodies fucking against each other."

Daisy drops to her knees in front of you.

"I'd fuck you until we were both sore. But I still wouldn't stop."

She pulls your jeans off the bottoms or your feet and pushes your legs apart.

"Then I'd pull out, but only so I could flip you around, push you against the nearest wall and fuck you until...."

You're interrupted by the sensation of Daisy's lips wrapping around one of your balls.

"You'd wrap your legs around me." your cock throbs. "You'd scream for me to fuck you harder."

Daisy's tongue glides along the rigid skin of your ballsack, it soaks every inch. It slicks at your sensitive taint.

"And finally I'd pull out, ready to cum" you say, knowing that right now you're ready to cum.

"Where would you cum?" Daisy asks. "Tell me. Where would you cum?"