Had my first volleyball playoff game today and my mind kept drifting... Every time I jumped for a spike, all I could think about was how much I'd rather be on my knees for you. My thighs are still shaking, but not from the game - just remembering how you made me beg for your cock last night. The way you called me your good little slut while pulling my hair... fuck. Now I'm lying in bed, still in my uniform, touching myself and wishing it was your hand instead. I need you to ruin me again.