π + Chris Beck
Please and thank you!
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It's not exactly dizziness that makes the world turn into colorful kaleidoscope sprinkled with bursting stars.
You don't feel nauseous, there's no headache. It's just... floaty. A blissful, floaty state that turns your muscles into jelly and stirs heat in your veins.
Your brain is too busy focused on sensations - especially the oh so pleasurable touching - to realize the change in your body's responses came after that tiny prickle which followed Chris' lips on your thigh.
You sigh and smile when he rolls you onto your back and spreads your legs.
"Feeling good, starshine?" His warm, calm voice seems to stroke over your heated skin; it tempts your mind to obey anything he asks of you.
"Yesss," you slur, blinking at the wonderful blue of his irises.
"You're going to feel even better, soon." Chris smiles at you, hooking his fingers under the waistband of your panties and dragging them down your legs.
"Your sweet pussy is going to stretch around my cock."
"Mhmm," you hum, "weren't we... we waiting? Supposed to..."
"What you're supposed to do, starshine, is take my cock in your pretty holes." Chris' weight settles on top of you. So hot and pleasant, just fitting so well.
There's a pressure against your pussy. Big, so much bigger than a single finger with which you let Chris pleasure you before. But you're so wet down there, so hot and itching for something.
"Come on now, biiiig stretch."
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