Fantasies fulfilled

I was thinking about that handsome guy from the office when I took my vibrator out. The toy pressed between my lips, slicking through my folds. I pretended it was his fingers dragging over my clit, pushing inside me, opening me wider with every slow push. My hips rocked on the sheets, wet sounds filling the room. Then the doorbell rang. He stood there, real and close. He stepped inside and his mouth found mine, hands already sliding down my back to grip my ass. Soon I was on all fours, his cock pressing against my tight hole. He eased in, stretching me, filling me deeper until I moaned into the pillow. He fucked me harder, pulled out at the last second and painted my face with hot stripes across my lips and cheeks. My fantasy had come to life in the most perfect way.