I'm thinking about his fat cock sliding deep between my lips. The feel of rubber flesh inside me. His soft wet tongue lapping at the heat of me. Membrane and thin skin being licked and enjoyed. We kiss a lot. Lips sucking lips, brushing necks, gnawing. Finger tips gripping flesh. Hands stroking, holding, dipping into holes, moans from my mouth, hazy glances. Nipples being toyed with and sucked, feeling flexing muscle under freckled shoulders.
Clocks ticking in the back of heads, somewhere faintly, what's the time... frantically picking off each others clothes and cool white winter skin like frothy cappuccino foam.
Warming each other up, getting hot, bucking, breathing, coming, clear sticky fluid, on him, on my chest, lips, chin. The smell in my nose, drawn in for a kiss. Wet. Spent.
Breathing. Grins, giggles. Texting about it after. Frantically pleasuring myself over it now. Wanting it again. Getting what I want. Good.
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