Whether she's standing in the shower...in the elevator...or even in the safety of her own home, trying to study for a big test...she can't stop it.
Her thoughts. They cannot be restricted. They cannot be fully controlled. And oftentimes...her thoughts...they get a little...kinky.
She thinks about it a lot. Being mentally controlled. Filled with a burning desire to serve. To serve by riding. And stroking. And sucking.
She thinks about a masked man. Using her. Fucking her. She thinks about his smell. The sweat. She thinks about how he would taste. His big black dick. His dirty asshole. Her mind races as her mouth waters.
These thoughts. Not right now. Right now she needs to study. She can't think about hearing his moans and groans as she polishes his dick. She can't think about climbing on top and feeling it slide deep....DEEP inside her...stretching out her tight, tight pussy.
A nap. A nap is what she needs. Just close her eyes for a second. Get her mind back on track....