wicked woman shit

anyway. one leg over the shoulder for support and love and care while they're stroking into you making you feel good, and yes, prolonged eye contact as usual because if they're gonna be deep in your guts they should be looking deep into your soul too

him fucking you feral because you have been apart for a week, but it has felt like an eternity — him fucking you with all of his weight and so deep, kissing a spot inside of you that’s been ignored for so long. him spilling all of his seed inside of you, until it’s overflowing and he’s cooing at how precious you look underneath him, how well you take him

you sleeping on your tummy, one leg stretched out and one knee bent close to you. and your boyfriend arrives, cock hard and aching for you. he presses his bulge to your ass and rubs it against you, groaning as he does so. inhaling the scent of your shampoo. rubs your pussy through your panties before he pulls his cock out. he moves your cute undies to the side and fills you up with him :( and you begin to wake up and you’re so needy. so unbelievably needy for him

...or, we almost did. still, the last sentence remains true. ♡