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Breakfast in bed

I usually wake up before you on the weekends, including this one. I quietly slide out of bed, slipping on a pair of pants to go get ready for the day. After brushing my teeth and trimming my beard up I pull back the shower curtain to turn the hot water on. Stuck to the wall of the shower is one of your toys, a rainbow-pop looking suction dildo. I think about you being bent over and riding the colorful rubber cock. I can feel my own cock growing harder in my sweatpants, becoming an obvious bulge.

As quietly as I got out of bed dressed I’m back undressed and under the covers. You’ve never stirred while I maneuver down and gently roll you from your side onto your back. The only time you make any motion that you’re not still fast asleep is when my fingers trace your panty line to get under them. Carefully pulling I painstakingly inch your thin thong off of you, making sure not to disturb you. I use my tongue to blossom your sweet rose open. Read more »

Steamy Shower

We’re on the couch watching another rerun of Law and Order when you stretch and yawn, drawing up the front of your shirt and showing off your stomach and the edge of your panties creeping up from your sweat pants. I plan my move to put my hand down them and kiss you in one motion, but you stand up before I get to. Damnit, missed.
“I think I’m gonna go take a shower,” you mumble with a tired voice. Well now there’s an idea. I agree and follow you upstairs to the master bathroom. Standing on the cold tile floor we undress: you, seemingly uninterested in what I’m doing, and me, gawking like a high schooler at you as you strip down, not even trying to be as sexy as you are. My hard on changes things when I turn around. Your eyes focus as a sly smile spreads over your face. “Oh, so it’s that kind of shower then?” You ask while your hand subconsciously touches your slit, spreading it slightly.
“Well I was hoping so at least,” I admit with a chuckle. You face away from me to lean forward and turn the shower head on. I can see where your fingers smeared your sweet juice on the inside of your thighs as you bend over. I step forward and make you moan gently as my fingers slip into your pussy. I finger you slowly for a moment, as long as I can stand. I must be in you. I grab my cock and slid the head of it between your glistening labia, ready to take you.
“No, I haven’t shaved lately,” You tell me as you stand up, bashfully covering your snatch. I groan loudly, animal-like. You laugh as you step under the warm stream of water, letting it flow over your small breasts and fledgling bush.
“Then you better get your razor, I need you, Sara.” I say without even trying to hide my desperation. To be honest I kind of liked the short trimmed look, but it’s your pussy, I’m just fucking it. With a sigh you grab the shaving cream and hand it to me, sitting down with your razor on the bench along the wall of the shower.
“You’re going to help then,” your legs spread towards me. “Get to lathering.” I kneel into the stream of the shower, getting eye level with your lady garden. With a handful of shaving cream, I begin to cover your light colored hair. I resist the urge to play with you too much, but I love it when your lips go between my fingers and I can pull them downward as I lather you. Taking longer than I could have I lean back to admire my work while reaching for the razor in your hand. “Oh no, I’m not letting you do that, you know that.” It’s true, I had asked to once before and you had told me no, later admitting with a red face and eyes towards the floor that it was because you thought you were too “lippy” and was afraid I’d cut you by accident. While both were true, I probably would accidentally hurt you not knowing how to properly shave down there, you seemed embarrassed by how your pussy looked because it wasn’t the perfect porn stat style simp. What you didn’t understand was that while those looked good on a screen, and sure felt good to fuck, there’s something about a pussy with some good lips on it. Yours came down and spread, like a butterfly. From the red hot center, fading to pinks at the edges. It was a beauty to look at, a pleasure to touch and play with, great feeling in my mouth and sexy to watch grip my dick while you rode on top of me. And now as I sit here watching you carefully shave and swath clean every nook and cranny from your pant line to below your slit, I remember I do prefer clean shaven for one thing.
Spraying between your legs to clean the last bits of shaving cream off of you, I rub you, feigning cleaning. You close your eyes so I lean in and sink my tongue into you, the water rushing over my head. My lips suck and pull at you, making your butterfly wings drag over my teeth. Your hands grip my hair as I tongue your delicious hole, savoring the taste of your body. I make sure to get your flavor all over the inside of my mouth before standing to kiss you. You moan a satisfied sound as your own snatches wetness dances across your tastebuds.
“I want to fuck your pussy raw,” I say into your mouth between sloppy kisses. Your last kiss is hard before spinning around and bending over for me. I hold your snatch open with two fingers while my other hand lines up my stiff cock with your opening. I glide into you, feeling how tight you grip me as I go deep. Your moan echoes against the granite and tile, encouraging me to go deeper until I feel my sack touch your pelvis. I fuck you steady, ass bouncing as I hit it with every stroke. I give it a slap, making you breathe even harder. My hands grip your cheeks right, pulling them apart enough to see not only my shaft being squeezed by you, but also your backdoor. My thumb slides between your ass, massaging your tiny hole and easing into it. Your hand reaches to mine, not to move it but to grip it as my single digits moves inside of your ass.
“Fuck yeah, fuck me.” You mutter. “Does it feel good honey?” You rub my hand. I make a noise similar to an agreement. “Fuck my ass, I want you to put it in my ass, ok?” I pause. You’ve never let me do that before.
“Are you sure?” I mainly ask out of respect. You pull yourself forward and off of me, nodding. Our shower caddy had a number of interesting things on it, the least being my personal oil. You pour some into your hand and show me rubbing it in between your ass cheeks.
“Please be gentle,” your eyes are as unsure as your words. “If it hurts I’ll tell you.” I can’t see your face anymore as you lean forward and presents yourself to me, but I’d imagine you’re nervous. I move the shower to not flow on us directly and lube my dick and your asshole again. You take a deep breathe and then inhale sharply as I start to spread you with the tip of shaft. I ease back and keep pouring more line until I can’t see the head of my cock anymore. Your breaths are raged as I move into you, slowly pressing forward until I’m mostly in you. As I pull outward you grab your ass and let out a startled noise. I feel your hole grip around the base of my head and press back in, better lubed and more comfortable now. You sigh, gaining confidence as I pull back again, smoother still. I go in a bit faster, making you jump a little before you push yourself back on me further than I had gone before. I stand still for a minute to let you figure out your own pace. You press your ass hard against me, taking everything I can put into you.
“Do you like it?” I ask, obviously enjoying it myself. The tightness was unreal, clenched onto me harder than anything I’d ever felt before.
“I don’t know, I might need to try it for a bit longer to tell. It feels weird, but good.” You pause while balls deep on me. “You know, you could finish in me like this,” You trail off, opening the door to a messy finish. I reach under you and pull your body against mine before pressing you into the wall. I stroke deep and hard, making you cry out with surprise. Your legs spread wider, hands both between them and fingering yourself while rubbing your throbbing clit. Your knees buckle soon as you climax, gasping and shaking as you orgasm to a new experience. I fuck you harder and faster, trying to race and finish with you. I pull your shoulders down as I finish in you, feeling my cum blast inside of you. You feel it too as you let out another surprised sound.
“Ohh fuck that felt weird!” You say as I remove myself from you and watch my creampie in you pour out. You feel your tender rear and wash my load off of you as it continues to come out of you. “Ok, so maybe don’t do that again, I didn’t like that.”
“The dick or the finish?” I ask, knowing full well what you meant. You smirk and kiss me passionately.
“You can fuck me however you like, I just want you to finish on these.” You cup your small tits, nipples peaking out through your fingers. Then the water started getting cold.

Home (not so) alone

I’m home early. I open the front door and walk into the living room where I expect you to be waiting, but find it empty. I can hear the bed rocking upstairs and quietly make my way to our bedroom door that you left cracked. Peeking through I see you wearing nothing but one of my shirts as you lay on your stomach, hands between your legs. Your body moves and sways, lifting your ass into the air enough for me to see your sticky fingers, wet with your own pleasure. Some swirl over your clit, making you moan while others are inside of you, getting to feel your sweet warmth all around them. I can feel my cock throbbing in my pants as they get tighter around me. I keep watching you gasp for air and play with your glistening slit as I silently unbuckle and take my pants off, taking a few seconds to stroke myself. You’ve never let me watch you jill yourself before. I take the scene in a bit longer until I can’t stand it anymore. Taking my shirt off as I enter the room, the creaking door finally makes my presence known. Your gasp as you roll over is of shock rather than pleasure as you use one hand to cover your pussy and the other covers your lips. I can see from the foot of the bed your hard nipples peeking through the shirt and how wet you’ve accidentally gotten your lips with your hand over your mouth. “How long have you been home??” You ask, still out of breath and with your hair a mess. “Long enough to know you want the real thing.” I tell you as I get on the bed, crawling over you. You take my hard dick in your hands, still wet from yourself as you lean up to kiss me. The taste on your lips is a teaser to what I really want. I kiss down your body, pulling the shirt off of you and kissing your perfectly tense nipples until you run your fingers through my hair and I continue until I get to where we both want me to be. You moan and arch your back as my tongue finds your clit. I love the squeak you make as I taste from the bottom of your opening, in and through your lips, before going back and plunging it into you. Your nails dig into my head as I eat, lick, and suck your wet pussy. Your legs are shaking around me as you try to hold out just a bit longer, savoring it until your body ripples with satisfaction. The smell of sweat and your deliciousness is like a drug as I crave more. You roll me under you and I feel your warm mouth as you let your teeth drag just ever so slightly up and down my shaft. I let out a sigh as you go all the way down, letting me feel the back of your throat. Your hands caress my sack, making me squirm. I can’t keep track of how long you’ve been sucking and looking at me with those begging eyes, but it never feels like long enough. I try to hold back one final time before letting go and letting it happen. I moan loudly as I cum in your mouth, feeling it soak around the tip of me before you swallow it and drag your teeth off of me one final time, making me exhale and shiver. You lay next to me, my shaft in your hand as you make sure I’m recovered enough to finish the job. Your tongue fights with mine over whose mouth we’re going to share in a sloppy, high school style makeout. I know you can feel me throbbing again. Your mouth was incredible, but I know your snatch is heaven. As soon as I can get done thinking it, you’re already on top of me, leaned back, showing off your perfectly smooth and absolutely soaking pussy. I can see a dribble of you running down your leg. Fuck, you want to feel me. I want to feel you too. Before you do, you take me in your hand and tease yourself with the head of me. Long, slow, agonizing strokes up you and then back down, only barely letting the tip hint at entering. “Fuck baby, please…” I gasp. You sort up and onto me as we both moan in unison. Your hot snatch stretches around me, squeezing juices out of you that rush down us. I can watch your lips gripping me hard as you bounce up and down on me. Your perfect breasts hang and bounce in rhythm with your hips. My hand find them and play with your nipples, garnering a few light “oh” sounds from your open lips. Your hands drag across my chest, leaving red marks where your fingers dig in as you change to gyrating on me, rubbing your clit against my pelvis. I put my thumb on it as well, applying a gentle pressure that sends stars through you. You slow and press harder, pacing yourself. I didn’t come here to pace. I came here to fuck. Hard. I roll you off of me and get off of the bed, pulling you to me. A smile spreads across your face as you realize what’s happening. I lift your legs over my shoulders and plunge deep into with a single thrust, hearing how wet you are as I take you with deep, hard strokes. I catch your gasps in your throat as my hand clenches around it. Fuck you’re tight. Watching your grip squeeze around my cock and feeling the heat of inside you just makes me fuck you harder. My free hand tortures your clit again, making you move all sorts of ways until you buck beneath me and I feel you tighten even more around me, constricting me and feeling even better than before. I drive myself in hard one last time before cumming with you, feeling my hot mess fill you up and even come out of you some. I pull myself from you, your lips not wanting to let me go. My cum drips out of you with your own letting it slide down across your ass. Next time I’ll have to save myself to have some fun in there. Until then though, we needs towels. And a shower.

Snow day post! (Thigh highs)

The snow falling on the back porch is getting nothing but deeper by the time we get back from our walk around the block to look at the whitewashed neighborhood. Stomping our feet off at the door, you shiver. “Babe, I’m cold,” You tell me with gloved fingers on my jacket. “Well then let’s get you inside and warmed up beautiful.” I reply while unlocking the door for us. The house is warm and smells like cinnamon from the candle we left burning on the mantle. I watch your pink and black socked feet kick off your boots before you flop onto the couch. “Are those your tall socks?” I ask with a hint of desire in my voice. “Mm-hmmm,” you slyly confirm. Leaving my boots and coat behind me I climb onto the couch with you, snuggling up close to your warm body. As we kiss I hear your breaths get deeper and more forceful with every pass of our tongues over each other. You want me to take you, I know your signs. The way your hand lays on my chest and inches down before forming a fist and returning upwards. Your leg over mine, pulling us closer. You want me inside of you.
My mind wanders, thinking about the things I want to do to you; how I want to make you burn with ecstasy. I don’t notice at first your hand going down further until I hear your pants unzip. My hand reaches for what I’m certain is an already wet delight in your pants. You catch me and pull my hand back up. “Mm-mm-mm,” You hum with a finger over my lips. Standing up from the couch and standing over me, I sit forward on the couch, heart beating fast in anticipation of the fun we’re going to have. Your scarf whips as you pull it from your neck and lean over me, making sure your breasts press against my cheek while tying my hands behind my back. I can see your panties peeking through your opened zipper; the bright pink silky ones that feel so fucking good when you grind on my cock with them. I lean back as you peel your pants off, showing off the rest of your panties as well as proving that you do indeed have on the thigh high socks I thought you did. With only a few inches from the tops of the cotton on your thighs to the dark pink spot growing between your legs, I couldn’t picture a fantasy I’d want more. You’ve always known that they’re my weakness, your sign to me that you want me to fuck you senseless. I can feel my pants holding tight against my hard dick, showing it as a silhouette against me. You sit on my legs facing me, pushing my head back a bit so I’m not too close for you to pull your shirt off in that way that only girls can do, with your arms crossed at the bottom and then pulling up gracefully displaying your breasts cupped beautifully by a pale pink bra, complete with little skulls. Your shoulders flex back as you pop the strap loose. Slowly lowering it, pretending to be bashful as you let it slide off of you and onto my lap. I feel my dick jerk, wanting to ravage your snatch. I only want to more as you slid forward, rubbing your tits in my face, my mouth desperately trying to find one to tease. I hear your breath start as your nipple is grazed by my teeth. You pull my face into your chest while your other hand pleasures yourself. Your fingers press past my lips with the taste of your sensual juices. I can feel my own pulse against my pants, craving to be touched. You slid down my body, kneeling in front of me. I lean my head back while you take my pants off, letting my erection stand tall for you.
My eyes close and my chest rattles when I feel your tongue trace around the head of my shaft. The warmth of your mouth over my rock hard cock is reason enough for me to let out a grunt of pleasure. Fuck you know how to make sure that feels good. I look down to see you staring back at me with lust in your eyes as your lips slip up and down my length. I want to hold back cumming, not yet. Not- fuck, I can’t wait. With something between a moan and a shout I feel my seed spray out and in your open mouth. The gulp of you swallowing every drop of it makes me wish I had lasted longer.
“You had better not get soft on me.” You say as firmly as your grip is around my dick. “I’m not done with you yet,” you say with a sly smile. Standing up, you turn and pull your panties down, bending over just so that your wet pussy brushes my slightly softened cock. No no no, stay up, stay hard, we have to keep going! I’m trying to will myself to hurry up for round two. Sitting back on the couch next to me, you lean and kiss me while wrapping your soft and soaking wet silk panties around my struggling dick. Your hand works up and down, spreading your slick cum over me and coaxing me back to peak size. “That’s more fucking like it.” You firmly say as you pull away from my lips.
Facing away from me you sit on my lap, letting my cock go between your legs and in front of you, pressing your wet pussy against my pelvis. Your soft panties still tease me before you pull them away and press me inside of your dripping slit. Your moans drive me almost as mad as your slick and incredible snatch does as it pulls tight against me, going up and down and gyrating with your hips. If my hands weren’t behind my back, they’d be full of your bouncing breasts, cupping them tight. You abruptly stand up, almost making me lose it by the sudden movement. “Wait here,” You tell me as you slip down the hall.
I pant, waiting for what feels like an eternity for you to get back. When you do finally return, you sit on my lap again, forward of my wet spear. You lean forward, showing me perfectly your grooly pussy. You press a stainless steel plug with a purple gem in the cap into your slit, spinning it to make sure it’s coated well in your hot cum. When you pull it from yourself and place it against your asshole I watch in amazement. The tip begins to go in and then is stopped. You press harder, forcing only the jewel to remain visible with a high pitched “oh,” from you. You then grab my dick, still well lubricated by you and you lead it back into you. I can feel the bulge from the plug against me as you ride me like an untamed horse. The flash on the gem visible between slapping down on me, your nearly constant moan. I struggle to keep from pouring my cum deep inside of you.
“Baby- baby I’m fucking close,” I say through moans and sighs. You slide off of me, turning to face me. “I’m going to cum all over your cock,” you explain as you sit on me, letting me reenter your pussy. “ and you’re going to cum inside of my sweet tight cunt until you spill out of me.” Your last words are whispers in my ear as you untie my hands. They immediately find your cotton covered thighs, the feeling of them against my skin driving me wild. We move in rhythm, your hips rocking against mine as you bury me deep inside of you. Your hands hold my face while we kiss between gasps. Mine are now on your tits, keeping your nipples hard and entertained. Your so close, cum for me, yes. Yes! Just like that, keep rubbing your snatch down on my and pressing your clit into my pelvis. You take a deep breath in and I feel you squeeze me even tighter as you press down hard one more time, holding the pressure there without breathing for a second before letting out a loud cry of your orgasm. “Fuck, oh fuck,” you moan “cum with me, cum with me,” you plead. With a sharp thrust up that makes you squeal I finish inside of you, feeling it gush from inside of me to inside of you. You bounce on me again, keeping our orgasms going.
You stand up and I can still watch your pussy spasm as my cum runs down your leg, leaving a trail of my sticky mess. Your fingers catch it as you play with yourself, sharpening the spasms. After bringing your fingers to your mouth and sucking them dry you keep your eyes locked to me. “Round three is in the shower.” You say with a wink. “Last one there has to give oral!” I don’t even try to beat you up the stairs, it’s only fair I eat you out now, like that’s a punishment anyway.

Late night fun

I’m not sure if it was the rumbling of thunder or you rolling over in bed that woke me up. Your bare back is to me, shining pale in the low light of the street lamp outside of our window. I move closer and pull your body to mine, pressing my chest against you tight. Your legs draw up, catching mine and I feel you press your ass back and into me, cradling my shaft between your cheeks. I feel myself twitch and start to harden at the feeling of your soft skin against me. You feel it to, I know it. Your hands lead mine to your chest to play with your already hard nipples while your hips roll and rock, further hardening my cock against you. I slid down your back a bit to give myself room to finish getting fully erect against the back of your thighs. You keep grinding and straighten your legs, pressing me hard into you before opening your legs enough for my dick to pop up and slap against your pussy. I feel warmth splash across me and on your legs. Holy shit, you’re so fucking wet. Your hot lips drag against me, leaving a trail of savory, sticky, delicious, juices across me. Your hands play with both of us, delicate fingers bringing out gasps and sighs from us while my face gets buried into your neck, biting you. Your hold on my throbbing shaft changes as you angle it upward and- “oh fuck,” I growl into your neck as I feel your burning hot snatch take me inside. I can feel the resistance of my girth compared to your small sweet tightness. I ram myself in deeper, a sharp cry coming from your lips as I stretch you to fit. Your breathes are raged and fast as I pull down and almost out, feeling just my head inside of you still. It takes two hard thrusts to get back deep in you. Your pussy squelches with soaking grool as I fuck you with deep slow strokes. With one hand around your throat and the other furiously rubbing your clit, I know you won’t last long like this. Your hand are holding your own breasts tightly and I feel you tense and release, tense, then shake with a moan of pleasure as you cum, moving my hand to play with your clit yourself. I watch your lips stretch down around my cock as I pull it out of you. You quickly replace it with a few fingers to catch the last bits of orgasm before it completely fades. Rolling onto your stomach, you grab your ass, pulling your cheeks apart; an invitation. My dick is still dripping with your cum and your pussy was wet enough to drench your tiny asshole. I press my throbbing head against your hole, feeling it twitch in anticipation. As I apply more force I feel myself start to slip in, slowing to make sure it doesn’t hurt you. You press your face into the pillow and scream with pleasure as I completely enter you. As tight as your snatch grabbed my cock, I couldn’t have imagined anything tighter, but this, oh. Fuck. Doing my best to be smooth and gentle, I give shorter strokes, gaining speed as I go. I can feel your hands under my sack playing with yourself and making you moan loudly, drowning out the creaking of the bed as I bury myself inside of you. “Cum for me,” you gasp. “I want you to cum hard.” I can’t help but oblige, it’s been so hard not to already. With a final few strokes I end up deep in you and groan as I finish, feeling your hole milk me dry for every drop I have. I give you a few more thrusts until I’m satisfied and I pull my cum covered dick from your swollen red ass. The wet spot under you is all the way out to your hips, a mixture of sweat and your cum soaking our sheets. Guess we’ll both be sleeping on the couch tonight.

Date night mess

It took a lot to set up, but date night was a huge success. Forgoing the usual fine dining at a restaurant, a couple of reverse seared steaks I made to go along with your baked potatoes made for a great excuse to open a couple bottles of wine and play dress up. As your strap falls off of your shoulder you give a seductive look back at me, leading me to the bedroom. We fall onto the bed, sloppy drunken kisses smearing your lipstick. I know this week was stressful for you, so to see you relaxed is a relief for me. I hold your face in my palm while my tongue runs along your lips, then your teeth as you bite on my lip. I feel you unbuckling my belt, opening my pants and untucking my shirt. “You wanna touch it, baby?” I whisper into your ear before gently biting it. “Yes please,” you whisper back while your soft fingers wrap around my shaft, feeling it get even harder. Your hands are cold and the sensation of them going up and down my hot cock feel incredible. I pull the front of your dress down, revealing a blue lace bra that contrasts brightly against your pale skin and the red of your outfit. I get distracted from feeling my hands cupping the soft fabric around your breasts by you unbuttoning my shirt and pulling it away, exposing my chest as well. You pull your legs up, putting your ankles next to your ass. I watch your dress pull up and show that your sheer lace thong matches your bra, along with the garters holding your stockings up. The blue is stained even darker where your sticky cum is already soaked through between your thighs. I crawl the rest of the way out of my pants, kicking them off of the bed and putting my leg against you for you to grind on. You bite your lower lip and slid your soaked panties up and down my thigh, leaving a wet streak on me. My hands are stretched across your chest, holding your firm tits and pressing them towards each other. “Do you want to fuck me, or just stare at me all night?” You ask, still holding my now throbbing cock. “I’m going to make you scream,” I exhale as I pick your hips up and pull you to me. “Get those out of the way.” I command as you suggestively run your finger between yourself and the thong before pulling it aside to show me your snatch. I press into you, easing in until I feel that your lips are soaked enough for me to run my full length into your body. I can see your stomach bulge as I bottom you out with a loud moan from us both. Your pale skin highlighting the red of your pussy, all framed by blue is a sight that alone could make me cum. Your legs are wrapped around me, pulling me even deeper into your tight wet body. I can feel that you can’t take anymore of me but we’ll be damned if we’ll stop trying to get it in there. I can feel my shoulder pressing into your windpipe as my face is buried in your auburn hair and against your neck. The “uh, uh, uh,” sounds your making in rhythm with my tempo are a sweet song in my ear. But I promised you screams, and I don’t let me baby down. I reposition myself and take bring your legs to your shoulders, placing your hot dripping pussy at the best position for me to slam into you hard and fast. Using your legs to hold myself up, I flick your clit with my thumb while my dick pile drives deeper and deeper in you, making you cry out and claw at my back. I’m already bottoming you out, but I want to feel my pelvis hit yours, I want you to hurt all day tomorrow and remember how you called out my name. I just feel myself graze your immaculately maintained patch of hair just above your clit when I decide that that’s deep enough. I pull myself from you fast, slinging your cum over your stomach. You let out a high scream before you lay panting. “No fair, I-I didn’t even- get to finish,” you pant out, eyes clothes and hands shaking in my own. “Who said we’re done here?” I ask as I take my hand away from you and run it down your stomach, smearing your wetness. I slide all four fingers over your quivering panties before pulling them to the side to feel your hot cum glide over my hand. I start with my middle finger and get it halfway in you, then a second and spread your lips apart to display the sweet treat inside. You toss and turn a bit before taking your dress over your head and throwing it. I press my fingers further into you while you moan into my mouth that won’t leave your lips alone. Your grip on my fingers on their own is nothing short of amazing and to feel every intimate detail about the inside of you is a pleasure all it’s own. I can feel you running down my wrist as much as I can hear how soaked your pussy is. The wet sounds of my fingers dancing inside of you is all but drowned out by the sweet melody of sounds coming from your lips. My fingertips drag across a patch inside of you that makes that melody turn to a loud cry as I tease that same spot, sending your body into spasms and making your toes curl up. I tickle and stimulate it until your breaths catch and your face turns cherry red. You let out another loud long cry as you cum, writhing on the bed. You try to catch your breath while I take my finger out of you, stringing your grool between them and you. You take that hand and bring it to your mouth where you lick them clean with a sensual “mmmm,” noise. Oh fuck, I need to be back inside of you, fast. I go to roll onto you again but you stand instead and bring me to the edge of the bed where you kneel down and take my cock into your mouth. Fuck, you feel so good sucking on me, your throat massaging the head of my shaft. You unhook your bra, letting your perfectly perky breasts be exposed. My fingers run through your hair, pressing your mouth further down on me. You stop long enough to take your panties off, turning your back to me as you lean forward and peel them down. I can still see your cum shining on your sore lips. You put your drenched thong between my teeth with a wink and get back to work making me finish. I can’t see your hand, but I can hear you playing with yourself while your tongue makes me moan. “I’m so close,” I don’t even realize I say out loud. “Wait for me then.” You tell me as you spin around and lay down next to me. “Stand over me.” You tell me. I watch you play with your breasts with one hand while the other is knuckle deep in yourself, laying in front of me, almost begging me more than your words to “come on baby, make me a dirty girl. I beat myself until I feel a tight release and blast my cum all across your chest and stomach, covering you in a sticky mess. “Oh yes Daddy, that’s what I needed!” You cry out as you make yourself cum with me, letting out ragged moans mixed with high screams. You’re my dirty girl, and you’ve never looked better.