#devoture

"mmmh," wyatt hummed as he stirred from sleep, not opening his eyes just yet, but letting sliver of sunlight that made it through the curtains warm him along with the heat currently surrounding his dick. "fuuuck," he groaned as she sucked harder, waking him up fully and causing his hand to automatically go to her hair, dick throbbing. as his eyes opened, he looked down at the girl who had her glossy eyes open, looking back at him. "that's my girl," he groaned and thrust his hips up a little, feeling the head of his cock against the back of her throat. "i love it when you use your mouth like an alarm clock." the words were followed by him pressing his head back into the pillows and closing his eyes for a moment, enjoying the feel of her lips enveloping him. he hadn't ever been a morning person, but if this was the wakeup he'd receive? then he'd get up at the crack of fucking dawn every. single. day. when he forced his eyes opened again, he looked down again, enjoying the sight that welcomed him. his cock was hard as steel so when using his grip on her hair to push her down as he raised his hips, it caused her to gag. "look at that..." wyatt said and let his index finger run through some of the saliva gathering around the base of his length, before rubbing it on her cheek. "such a pretty, messy baby."