She's wearing my shirt

I came home and found you wearing it again.
Standing in the shadows of the foyer, poised against the wall, waiting for me.
I see those bare feet, perfectly manicured, attached to those legs disappearing under the tail of my snow white cotton long sleeve button down and wearing nothing else.
Such a smirk you have on your face as you announce to me.." I'm wearing your shirt."
It's fucked up the way your deep ebony mocha skin contrasts with that white shirt, but I think you know that. Think thats why you wear that damn shirt, cause you know how hard I get when you wear it. It's fucked up the way you purposefully leave the buttons undone just so you can show off the curves of your cleavage while hiding those dark erect nipples that for some reason seen to be trying to poke right through my favorite shirt. And then there's that belly button starring at me, fuck, it's so cute. Funny how you draped the bottom of that shirt to channel my gaze right to those tight ebony curls, and right there in plain view is that swollen clit standing to attention, glistening, throbbing cause you been rubbing it. As I'm taking it all in, you ask me " Do you like the way I wear your shirt?" I lean in to get me a kiss and you playfully, deliberately sidestep me and push me against the wall and ask If I had noticed the wet dripping trail running down your thigh.... My mouth is starting to water, I can smell her wet pussy, raw and sweet at the same time. Just want to dip my fingers in that. She turns her back to me and asks, " Do you think your shirt fits ok from behind?' All I can see is that 8th wonder of the world black heart shaped ass as she slowly slides  the tail  up and over to the small of her back. I'm about to bust out of my jeans now, I can feel the wetness in my boxer briefs, and my head is starting to spin. All I can think about is fucking her to death right there on that hardwood floor. She opens the foyer closet and pulls out a pillow, throws it at my feet, and as she kneels in front of me unbuttoning my jeans she laughs and says "I'll try not to get anything on you shirt."