Those wet blue eyes, full of something. It looks like desire, be it could easily not be. The warmth of your mouth as it heats my cunt and your flat, wet tongue laps at that soft skin. Exquisite oozing pleasure drips down my thighs and onto your sheets.
You yank off your jeans, I slide you between my lips and your cock is perfect, thick and big and easy to choke on. I make you come with my
mouth and you make me come with your fingers. Mewling, howling, moaning pleasure, like some great big animal. Some wild sound and then that fuck. How good it felt. How tight and overdue. My cunt clenched and stretched around that perfect big cock of yours.
No feeling. Just sensation. Nothing but pure aching, rough pleasure. I come and come again. So do you. This situation softens, heady and drunk on release. Quiet and glazed and breathing. Quiet and kind and warm. Soft and sweet. You take me home.
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