Pretty.
The best feeling.
Month: August 2018
i wanna be finger fucked in a quiet corner with her hand over my mouth and her breath hot against my ear as she tells me how good i’m being, how i have to be just a little quieter, how wet i am at the thought of someone seeing us, how i’m such a perfect little slut for moaning like a whore out in public. i want her to make my body tremble as she tells me not to cum, that she’s just playing with me right now, and how i should be a good girl and hold it until we’re home no matter how hard she fucks me or where she bites me. i want to walk away from that corner with her fingers in my mouth and my eyes full of tears and still wet and trembling and so so needy but my head spinning from her constant whispers of good girl, from her promises of what i’ll get at home
cute
Listen. I love when a cutie tries to act like they’re not a horny baby.
Like sweetie. I can see your red cheeks, I can see your thighs pressing together trying to get more friction. You’re probably thinking of me pressing you down and making a mess out of you right where we stand aren’t you? I see right through you.
Just the slow brush strokes, covering her entire vulva in the tingling, warming oil. Extract of ginger, cinnamon, peppermint, perhaps a touch of cayenne pepper?
The brush felt delicious. She could not stop herself from reaching for it, she needed it, a touch, any touch, oh God, *something*!
The brush will stop eventually and she will have to maintain the position and feel her vulva pulse and swell, responding to the oil’s heat. No movement. No sound.
Maybe he will let her suck him off afterwards.
