Loverbutch Supreme

i’m kneeling in front of her, sitting back on my heels, with my hands bound behind me, staring up at her as she stands over me. she reaches out to tilt my head back, tracing my jaw with her thumb before grazing my lips. my breath catches in my throat as she parts my lips, slipping her thumb inside. i keep my eyes on hers as i circle it softly with the tip of my tongue and slowly start to suck on it. she blushes, biting her lip before the faintest sigh escapes her mouth. i pull back slightly to kiss the tip of her thumb and adjust on my knees, my wetness growing. she takes a few steps back and sits down on the edge of the bed. my gaze falls between her legs as she spreads them, tilting her head at me and beckoning me towards her. i inch forward, close enough to feel the warmth of her pussy on my face. we lock eyes once more as she smirks down at me, reaching around my head to grip a fistful of my hair. my lips part reflexively as she brings me towards her clit. i kiss her hood a few times before the tip of my tongue finds the underside. her head falls back as i drag my tongue up and down her clit, before taking the whole thing in my mouth, my head bobbing slightly as i start to suck on it. she pulls on my hair a bit as she pushes me harder against her, rubbing her pussy against my mouth as she falls farther back on the mattress. i moan against her and her head drops back again, her grip on me tightening as she rubs herself faster on my lips. she tastes so fucking good and i can feel her running down my face already. i suck harder on her clit, soft popping sounds filling the room. she’s laying back on the bed completely now, gripping at the comforter with her free hand. i squeeze my thighs together, my wetness starting to drip between my legs. her whimpers and moans have gone from soft to near silent as her orgasm nears. she thrusts against me a few more times as her shoulders tighten and i feel a warmth rush into my mouth. her movements slow as her soft heavy breathing fills the room, and i swallow her wetness before kissing her clit one more time. and i stare up at her in absolute adoration as my head rests against her thigh

the desperation you feel during couch sex is unmatched. just fully clothed and dry humping. trying to stay quiet and not get caught. pulling each other closer and closer. hands in each other’s hair. gripping onto waists and hips. reaching up shirts and down pants. your bodies just fighting for friction and relief

love seeing them wear my clothes. especially when i’m marking my territory and claiming what’s mine

Hey, your arms are going to shake when you hold yourself above someone for a while during missionary. It won't ruin the moment.