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What the fuck man

Waking up to him slowly pushing inside of you and stretching you out around his throbbing cock that he just couldn't wait to have brush against your silky tight walls... and you moan as your dream starts to fade and a building pressure amounts between your legs but it feels so fucking good that your hips instantly buck to meet his pelvis and his cock head kisses your cervix... "I'm sorry," He mumbles, a pant of warm air brushing over the shell of your ear. His voice is shaking, but out of need or regret it's hard to tell. "I'm sorry, I just... I just couldn't stop it... you're so cute when you sleep..." His lips attach gently to your neck, a stark contrast from his hips beginning to snap into you at a quicker pace. His wet tongue traces lines up your neck, a hand crawling up your throat to thumb across the middle of it, pressing lightly to restrict air slightly. You're still half asleep, your cunt clenching as his thumb presses down harder, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. But he keeps mumbling apologies into your ear, his other hand so gently tugging at your hair as though he thinks you're made of fine china and you could break. His cock is dragging along your walls, and moans begin to escape his throat. He is so thirsty for you. The poor boy. "I'm already so close.... I'm sorry baby. Just wait...f-for a moment, i'll be finished soon, I'm sorry..." Incoherent rambling continues through his lips, and his hips pistoning harder into you. You clutch at his back, biting down on your bottom lip as you feel his cock brush repeatedly against that sweet spot. His cock is throbbing incessantly inside you, and it's true - he is so close. "I-I'm going to do it inside, is that ok? P-please baby, please let me. I wanna cum so bad..." His whining and his begging makes you squeeze around him even tighter. His voice sounded like an angel, his breath hitching and small whimpers against your neck sending you over the edge.