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‘take mommy’s cock baby’

‘you wanted my cock so bad huh?’

Lunch by Halie Torris

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do i have a partner to fix this?

you look so pretty/handsome there, lashes resting against your cheeks, lips slightly parted. i’d want to trace every feature, your nose, that bottom lip i had tugged between my teeth last night, the curve of your jaw. you’d shift, mumbling something incoherent..still sleeping. your arm would wrap tighter against me, automatic. pulling me close and i’d nuzzle my nose against your neck.

but then, i’d feel it. how badly i wanted you, always. even now. and i’d shift, my legs spread slowly on either side of your thigh, eyes rolling back as I wiggled just a little finding a perfect spot. the pressure against my clit making me bite back a breathy whine. god it feels so good, even when my mind is hazy with sleep and my eyes feel heavy. i’d try to be quiet at first, wouldn’t want to wake you, you look so lovely when you sleep. but i need you, in every sense of the word. my hips would roll, grind down..desperate. whimpering as i feel my wetness pool on your thigh, i know i should wait..should ask. i know better but god i can’t help it mommy.

i’m so lost in it i barely noticed the way your eyes blinked open, brows raised and a knowing smile on your lips watching me.

“aw pretty baby, you couldn’t wait could you?”

and i’d freeze, just for a moment. cheeks flushed dangerously pink, under those freckles that make their way over the bridge of my nose..the ones i’ve always hated, until you told me once you thought they looked like the stars. my face would bury itself into the crook of your neck and shake my head, once..twice. hips moving again, slowly “no mommy, needed you” i’d whimper.

you’d just laugh, breathlessly, thick with sleep in the way that makes me shudder every time. your hands gripping my hips, shifting me so i’m on top of you, or flipped around so i’m under you. I’d whimper at the loss of contact, until i felt your knee pressed roughly between my thighs, back where i need you.

“you want to be a needy little slut,“ you’d smirk, “mommy is going to watch you fuck yourself on my leg until you cum”

forcing my eyes to meet yours, your hand holding my chin firmly in place so i can’t look away while i’d grind pathetically against your knee until i was a whimpering mess,

“yes, pretty girl?”