kvllerdreams

chills   decorate   fair   flesh   ,   all   that   desire   harbored   between   her   thighs   becoming   thunderous   and   difficult   to   ignore   .   emits   a   kittenish   moan   as   he   tugs   at   pert   buds   ,   a   sated   grin   breaking   out   across   her   face   .   "   careful   or   they   might   cut   you   ,   too   .   "   doesn't   confirm   nor   deny   his   claim   —    doesn't   need   to   when   body   is   eager   to   comply   and   make   a   mess   of   his   lap   .   feels   delirious   as   she   grinds   her   cunt   along   his   cock   ,   admiring   how   erotic   the   scene   looks   as   they   rut   against   each   other   .   she   is   soaking   his   cock   ,   can   see   it   ,   and   it   has   a   sweet   noise   fumbling   past   her   lips   .   "   mm   ,   i   am   .   i'm   the   neediest   slut   for   you   ,   baby   ..   need   your   cock   inside   me   so   fucking   bad   .   but   this   looks   so   good   ..   "   moans   the   word   against   his   lips   ,   lapping   lewd   commentary   into   every   crevice   of   his   mouth   .   no   proximity   is   enough   ,   no   touch   is   placating   that   burning   need   building   itself   in   the   pit   of   her   gut   .   his   retort   has   a   smirk   pressed   to   his   lips   and   she's   nodding   ,   teeth   tugging   at   his   lesser   ,   "   who   says   i'll   stop   after   you   cum   on   my   panties   ?   i'll   have   your   cum   inside   me   ,   too   ,   daddy   ..   "   sucks   bottom   lip   into   her   mouth   ,   "   i'll   take   you   again   ,   and   again   ,   until   i'm   satisfied   .   and   then   i'll   lick   your   cum   off   of   them   when   i'm   home   ,   all   alone   .   "   smiles   as   she   releases   his   lesser   and   sits   back   in   his   lap   ,   mouth   hanging   slack   as   she   languidly   rolls   her   hips   along   bare   inches   .   he's   so   engorged   ,   tip   dripping   for   her   ,   and   she   wonders   how   long   he'll   last   before   she   has   him   falling   over   the   edge   for   her   .   cold   air   hits   damp   heat   as   he   tugs   fabric   aside   and   suddenly   the   friction   is   even   worse   ,   her   brows   hung   low   over   hooded   gaze   as   skin   against   skim   leaves   her   toes   curling   .   "   fuck   ..   "   groans   ,   her   head   falling   back   briefly   as   her   nails   cut   into   the   muscle   of   his   shoulder   .   isn't   sure   how   much   longer   she   can   tease   him   ,   if   she   even   wants   to   anymore   .   no   ,   she's   had   enough   fun   .   without   warning   ,   she's   shifting   her   hips   and   the   head   of   his   cock   is   pressing   against   her   entrance   ,   and   her   eyes   are   fluttering   open   to   connect   with   his   .   "   but   i'm   not   a   good   girl   ,   dante   .   "   exhales   just   as   she's   slowly   inching   him   inside   of   tight   ,   fluttering   walls   .

"and   who's   saying   i   wouldn't   like   a   little   pain?   offended   you   think   i   wouldn't   be   into   you   cutting   me",   another   swift   tug   of   those   pebbled   nipples   to   emphasise   what   he's   so   kindly   pointed   out   —   that   even   if   nikita   ran   her   mouth   her   body   would   always   tell   the   truth.   she   wants   him,   whether   she   likes   admitting   it   or   not.   the   slick   symphony   of   her   clothed   cunt   rubbing   across   his   cock   is   the   sweetest   kind   of   torture,   wetness   coating   his   length   through   the   flimsy   fabric   as   he   struggles   to   remain   calm,   to   not   grab   her   hips   and   impale   her   then   and   there.   "that's   it   baby",   homme   praises   hotly   against   her   mouth,   tongue   rubbing   and   rolling   with   her   own   as   he   devours   her.   he's   never   tasted   someone   like   her,   spice   and   honey,   thick   and   syrupy   with   a   sharp   edge   that   makes   him   crave   more.   "so   fuckin'   needy   grinding   on   my   cock   like   that   ...   wetting   my   damn   lap   too   and   there's   still   a   layer   between   us."   is   high   on   the   admissions   that   pour   from   her   full   lips,   the   unrestrained   lust   that   releases   from   both   of   them.   daddy.   that   fucking   word   alone   is   enough   to   unleash   a   rough   moan   from   the   back   of   his   throat,   bucking   himself   against   her     pussy.   "you   want   daddy   to   fill   you   up,   huh?   plug   your   hole   with   cum   and   bruise   your   damn   cervix?"   imagines   tonight   ending   with   his   cum   slathering   her   insides,   coating   her   thighs   as   she   clutches   those   filthy   panties   to   savour   for   the   early   hours   of   the   morning.   "film   it   for   me,   send   it   to   my   burner   phone",   is   desperate   to   have   more   of   her,   to   watch   her   salacious   actions   through   the   screen   and   get   himself   off   to   the   memories   of   this   moment.   with   her   cunt   bared   to   him   dante   nearly   loses   his   mind   at   how   it   feels   to   nudge   himself   between   naked   folds,   to   feel   her   damp   heat   radiate   up   his   cock.   "fuck   ...   shit   nik,   that's   it.   take   daddy's   cock   like   the   sluttiest   fuckin'   brat",   knows   that   she'll   never   be   a   good   girl,   isn't   in   her   dna   just   like   he   can't   quite   commit   to   fully   turning   over   a   new   leaf   himself.   reaching   up   fingers   slip   around   the   slim   column   of   her   neck,   guiding   her   blown   out   gaze   back   to   his   as   she   lowers   herself   so   damn   slowly.   "don't   test   me   nik,   i'll   smack   your   ass   raw   if   you   don't   sit   on   my   lap   now."   fingers   tighten   their   hold   on   her   fragile   throat,   the   other   grasping   that   lacy   thong   harshly   enough   that   the   jarring   sound   of   ripping   fabric   joins   their   filthy   melody   inside   the   car.

"then i'll just use my fingers. can't throw my fingers into the bottom of the lake, either. or maybe i'll just hump the pillow instead, i bet you'd like watching that," retorts with a shrug of her shoulders. keenan knew better than to believe that dylan would fold so quickly. that she'd keep running her mouth until he forced her to shut up. "cuts off the blood supply," repeats with her own laugh, "i think that's a ltitle fuckin' dramatic now, baby," but it was true. with keenan, dylan never had to fake her orgasms. even since the first time they'd fucked in the backseat of his car when she pulled the same game. "and if i swallow it?" queries with a smile, hands moving to play with hard nipples as she waits for a response to test. looks toward ayla when keenan calls the bluff. 'i'd listen to dylan,' her voice came out small and quiet, but it still makes blonde grin and then she's looking back at boyfriend. "told you, daddy. if you want someone to listen to your beck and call, we can bring one of your friends," hums as she rests head against the plush mattress. allows him to part legs, looking between them and the way arousal stained her inner thighs, bringing fingers down to wipe her hand across her cunt and licking digits clean. "i told you i was so fuckin' wet, baby," can feel lips parting to allow him to slide up and down her wet cunt, mouth parting to let out a mewl as she pushes hips toward him. "you gonna fuck me or are you going to give me a reason to pull out my dildo? don't tell me you have both of us in here just to tease me …" sucks her teeth, turning her head to look at him already knowing she's inching him closer and closer to the point where he would snap. "don't you want to give ayla a reason to undo her zipper and touch herself?"

dylan could run her mouth all night long and he still wasn't going to budge, whether she was attached to that dildo or not didn't matter, it was getting tossed simply to prove a point — that he was always the better option. "you hump that pillow princess, see how shitty it feels compared to my mouth ... i'd love to hear it", homme taunts, scoffing at her attitude. "don't think so dyl, i'm fuckin' inside you when you cum. there's no way you can hide how good that feels from me." his gaze cuts to ayla before they roll at her response, "do they all talk on command for you or is that a special trick she's learned?" wasn't trying to be mean, but when dylan brings up adding another man to the equation he doesn't give a shit how he sounds. "try it and you know what'll happen to him dyl, do you really want that?" voice dips as he aims another sharp swat against her ass before spreading her wide. if another man so much as breathed on dylan's naked body he would slit their throat, while he trusts her more than even himself he can't help the way his brain would perceive them as a threat. "again with that fuckin' toy? jesus, it's definitely getting thrown out tomorrow." and he will take so much joy in watching that pathetic fake cock bob in the lake before sinking. rolling his hips he nudges the head of his cock against her tight hole, both hands grasping her hips and opting for their bodies to do the work in getting himself inside her. "she should be undoing it right fuckin' now princess. this cunt dripping all over the sheets for me? i'm disappointed she's still just sitting there like a good girl." another angled push of his body against hers and keenan's slowly easing into her hot pussy, groaning at the way she tightens around each inch. god she felt like a dream, made just for him. he's careful not to rush, especially after dylan mouthing off so much — she can deal with the torture of being filled slowly.

i like getting cute morning texts like: I killed the man who looked at you.

"why can't i just fucking keep my toy? you're just arguing back for the sake of it …" she's pouting, but it's true. it's not like he didn't also have fun when she started breaking out all the toys from the chest beneath her bed. "i don't know, i've had a couple of men in the past that i just had to fake it with. it's a pretty good skill we women have, who knows? maybe i've been faking it this entire time and i'm just that good at pretending?" hums as she continues to pump his hard cock into her hand, looking at the brunette across the room for a second before blues are brought back to boyfriend. "keenan, she's my friend. if i tell her to drink the cum and then spit it in my mouth, she's going to listen to me, not you," points out with a saccharine smile. keenan may not like to hear that, but it was the truth. he could boss dylan around, and she'd eventually comply, but she knows ayla well enough. and perhaps that power would go to dylan's head. "you didn't even say please," she's laughing before she even gets the entire sentence out, knowing damn well he wasn't going to start now either. "you should be a dick to him. you won't have any consequences, and you can save me from them since i won't have to be a brat myself," hums as she glances toward the male to seek out his reaction, earning a laugh from the femme just as she undoes the strings to the bottoms of her bikini. sloppily tosses them in ayla's direction, letting out a whine when his palm comes down on ass. "mhm … i love getting you all riled up, you know? until you take out all the frustration on me."

"because you said you were gonna use it to go against my rules princess, i'm not gonna take a chance so sorry but you'll just have to hope you can be good enough this weekend to earn my dick in all your holes." her comment is absurd enough to make him laugh, shaking his head in amusement at the mere thought of dylan faking it while they'd been together. "dyl ... every time i fuck your cunt it almost cuts off the blood supply to my dick when you cum, there's no faking that." he pitied the men who came before him for never getting to experience the bliss that was her walls clamping around their cock as she crumbled beneath them. he might be outnumbered with one of her friends in the room but keenan wasn't going to let that get in the way of a solid punishment if she deserved it. "then i'll make you fuckin' spit it back out princess, 'cause if she knows what's good for her she won't listen to you and your slutty little begging." besides, ayla seemed far too meek to ever go against him, sitting there with eyes the size of saucers as if she was seeing an alien in the flesh for the first time. "she can barely open her mouth dyl, you think she's gonna start mouthing off at me?" homme lightly taunts as he glances toward the other woman, raising his brows in challenge. maybe if he verbally pokes her enough she might actually learn something tonight. the sound of his palm making contact with her juicy ass is music to his ears, a groan escaping as he kneels up on to the bed, grasping her thighs with both hands and spreading them wide. "look at that ... dripping down your fuckin' thighs and i haven't even touched you ... " his mouth salivated as he grasped his length, nudging it between her drenched folds and letting it glide up toward her clit. "smearing my fuckin' cunt with your cream princess, so damn dirty."

doesn't   plan   on   only   making   him   forget   about   the   other   women   he   indulges   within   her   absence   ,   but   wants   to   desecrate   their   memory   entirely   .   isn't   the   jealous   type   but   she   is   woefully   possessive   — desire   to   claw   beneath   his   skin   and   harbor   there   intensifying   as   the   taste   of   him   shatters   along   her   tongue   .   there's   a   delicate   lure   to   her   lips   ,   a   ghost   of   a   smile   at   the   curse   that   rolls   deliciously   off   of   his   mouth   and   is   no   sooner   licked   off   .   is   ravenous   ,   the   heated   press   of   their   mouths   encouraging   the   furious   throb   between   plush   thighs   and   making   her   feel   light   -   headed   ..   drunk   when   she's   fully   sober   .   "   if   your   cock   is   any   indication   ,   that   must've   been   a   lot   ..   "   a   soft   noise   is   muffled   along   the   drawl   of   his   tongue   ,   chest   arching   into   his   grasp   as   strap   falls   haphazardly   down   her   shoulder   and   ,   without   hesitation   ,   she's   helping   him   shove   the   other   one   down   ,   too   .   the   front   of   her   dress   falls   open   ,   flimsy   and   revealing   full   breasts   ,   nipples   already   pebbled   from   just   the   press   of   his   mouth   .   would   be   embarrassed   if   she   couldn't   feel   the   hard   imprint   of   his   length   against   her   ass   .   "   mm   ,   there   he   is   ...   "   she's   grinning   ,   nails   scathing   his   pelvis   as   she   slowly   tugs   his   boxers   and   pants   down   ,   lifting   her   hips   to   inch   the   fabric   lower   ,   "   desperate   and   needy   ,   just   how   i   like   him   .   "   if   he   were   any   other   way   ,   she   wouldn't   be   in   his   lap   about   to   gift   him   with   exactly   what   he's   requesting   .   well   ,   almost   .   she's   glancing   between   them   ,   his   cock   free   and   bobbing   in   the   air   for   her   ,   and   she's   resting   a   hand   on   his   shoulder   ,   using   him   as   leverage   so   she   can   grind   lace   -   covered   cunt   along   bare   length   .   "   can   you   feel   how   wet   i   am   through   my   panties   ,   d   ?   "   leans   forward   ,   tongue   flicking   out   to   drag   along   his   lips   ,   a   shuddered   breath   catching   as   his   tip   nudges   her   clit   ,   "   how   bad   do   you   want   to   be   inside   of   me   ?   "   whispers   on   a   taunt   ,   free   hand   wrapping   around   his   balls   and   squeezing   them   in   her   palm   .   hard   .   "   i   bet   i   could   make   you   cum   just   like   this   ..   "   admires   the   lewd   scene,   his   cock   gliding   between   soaked   folds   ,   heavy   hues   fluttering   down   at   him   ,   "   wouldn't   be   the   first   pair   you've   ruined   .   "   and   they   wouldn't   be   the   last   .

dante   could   deny   that   he   misses   her,   he   could   have   even   asked   nikita   to   get   out   of   his   car   and   gone   home   —   but   home   to   what?   to   an   empty   apartment   or   a   woman   who   only   served   to   remind   him   of   how   he   wanted   her   instead?   so   he   happily   swallows   down   her   gloating   and   smugness   for   the   sake   of   being   able   to   feel   her   again,   that   soft   body   rubbing   against   him   as   his   cock   leaks   into   his   trousers.   with   her   chest   bared   his   hands   grope   at   each   tit,   reacquainting   himself   with   how   fucking   perfectly   they   fit   in   his   palms.   custom   made   for   his   greedy   touch.   "and   judging   by   how   your   nipples   could   fuckin'   cut   glass   right   now   i   can   say   the   same   about   you,   nik."   hardened   buds   rub   against   his   skin   before   he   tugs   at   her   nipples,   a   biting   pull   before   he's   back   cupping   them.   "that's   it   baby   ..   take   me   out",   the   sheer   relief   he   feels   at   his   balls   no   longer   being   strangled   by   his   trousers   is   almost   enough   to   make   him   cum   then   and   there,   thick   length   rubbing   sweetly   against   her   clothed   pussy.   "shit   ...   "   jaw   clenches   as   she   grinds   herself   against   him,   heat   coating   his   shaft   as   his   fingers   tighten   their   hold   on   her   breasts.   "you're   probably   soaking   my   cock,   needy   fuckin'   slut   huh?",   homme   rasps,   precum   smearing   across   the   thin   fabric   as   her   tongue   glides   across   his   mouth.   her   hand   grabbing   his    balls   shouldn't   turn   him   on   as   much   as   it   does,   the   sharp  pain   only   making   him   want   to   fuck   her   more.   "and   you'd   get   none   of   my   cum   inside   your   cunt   ...   is   that   what   you   want,   nik?   to   make   a   mess   all   over   those   panties   and   wear   'em   home?   lick   them   clean   when   i'm   not   around   to   see?"   as   the   tension   and   pleasure   increases   her   words   seem   to   come   freer,   edges   smoothed   into   admissions   of   needing   him,   of   past   encounters   that   have   left   her   drenched   and   aching.   "wouldn't   be   the   first   pair   i've   taken   home   with   me   either",   chin   tips   upward   to   catch   her   mouth   with   his   own,   one   hand   leaving   her   heavy   tits   to   slip   between   their   moving   bodies   —   tugging   those   flimsy   panties   aside   to   finally   feel   her   bare   cunt   rubbing   against   him.   "do   it   again",   demands   against   her   lips,   "get   your   cream   all   over   my   cock   before   you   ride   it   nik   —   show   me   you   can   be   a   good   fuckin'   girl   when   you   want   to   be." 

"and then what's gonna happen with my mouth? could shove the dildo in there, but since you're so hellbent on tossing it in the lake, i guess you'll just have to deal with me running my bratty mouth," knows there's other alternatives, but it's the argument she's putting forth for now. but he's right, she won't be able to use it unless he says she can, considering they're going to be together for the entire weekend. hand still stroking him professionally, thumb swirling across the slit of his cock. "baby, you know i can't help but be a mouthy slut," slender shoulders lift into a shrug, she's blinking lashes at him, feeding into her innocent act. hears the lock click in time with keenan slapping her tits again, and she's moaning once again when he pulls on the hard bud, undoing the string around her back to let flimsy fabric fall in between them. "mmm… maybe. but what if it just looks like i faked it because i got tired of how many times i was just right there and then you made me lose it?" sucks on her teeth, but lips part with a gasp when he grabs her by the neck. can feel arousal seeping through tight hole and ruining the bottoms of her bikini at both the gesture and his words. "is that a threat? that sounds fuckin' hot … bet she'd like it too," wet appendage tangles with his as he makes a home in her mouth, fondling full balls and tugging on them gently. looks at the other femme when he's ordering her around, "baby, you have to be nice. remember? she's used to the one being in charge …" giggles as she moves to pull the chair exactly the way keenan demanded, could see the pink tint shading her cheeks. "ayla, you have to push back a little. don't be such a pliant, meek girl." her hands are reaching to undo her shorts as she walks toward the bed, feeling his hand tugging at her golden tresses. letting them fall down toned legs and kicking them off before she's climbing onto the plush mattress, toying with the strings of bottoms. "god, i'm so fuckin' wet right now."

it was admirable how she thought she could talk her way into keeping that dildo, believing that she could sway him when there were so many other ways to keep her mouth full. "that's what your slutty little thongs are for dyl, they'll fit nice and snug in that greedy mouth of yours — no dildo needed." raising his brows the man laughed, shaking his head at her logic, "princess, by the time i decide to let you cum you'll probably end up crying ... you're not gonna be able to fake that shit." her hand sliding up and down his cock was pure magic, shivers running down his spine as her friend stepped further into the bedroom. "maybe she will, but you won't get a single fuckin' taste of my cum the entire night — if she wants it i'll make her drink every damn drop before you get a chance." loves how her pupils blow out from his rough touches, grabbing his girl in a way he knew she'd appreciate. groaning out of their kiss keenan casts a glance at the other woman, "i thought i was, or at least not mean", homme shrugs, what could they expect when he was rock hard? being a gentleman was definitely not on the cards tonight. once the chair is in position keenan admires his girl climbing onto the bed, peachy ass up with those tits heavy and begging to be smacked. "you can be a dick to me, ayla. i really don't give a fuck once i get to be inside my girl." he only had eyes for dylan, so whatever the other woman decided to do while watching was entirely up to her ... although he wouldn't be against her joining in at some point. pushing down his trousers and stripping the remainder of his clothes from his body keenan approaches the bed, one hand tightly wrapped around his length and the other coming down hard to swat dylan's ass. "bet you are, nasty fuckin' slut who loves to be bossed around by daddy, ain't that right?"