#thirsty thoughts

Everything about him was so big..

You couldn’t help it when you felt your eyes roll back into your skull, choking on your spit sobbing. Everything was so overwhelming, his musk was everywhere. Every breath you took was hot.. you couldn’t fucking breathe.

You were perched on his lap so perfect and pretty.. right in-front of the mirror, there was no hiding your lewd expressions from that red haired beast. His breath behind you shuttering, heaving with anticipation, He couldn’t wait to ruin you.

He spread your thighs wide. eyes glued to his prize, watching as that sweet honey dripped out and seeped through your cotton white panties, he hissed as his mouth filled with saliva, only wishing it was the sweet juices of your pretty cunt.

“Fuuck look at youu hm..?” His rough voice rumbling through your ears waking you up from your daze, you hurried to find his burning gaze in the mirror and whimpered. It was too much.. you’d never done anything like this before, so exposed, so vulnerable. You loved it.

He held your gaze like it was a challenge, his lips in a lazy smirk “ohh I know pretty girl” he said in a pouty tone as his big calloused fist gripped the frayed edges of your night dress, ripping it from the heat of your body. Heavy breasts exposed to the bitter cold of the night, nipples turning stiff. You cried out with arms lurching forward to cover them but to no avail. He was too fast. “Don’t you fucking dare” he snarled deeply in your ear, skilfully snatching both arms with his one. and somehow wrestling them behind your back, “You’re gonna let me see it all.. you hear me sweet baby?”

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Let’s talk about his thighs that I want to ride-

“We’re in the N109 Zone, sweetie. Whether you’re with me or by yourself, you can’t escape my influence.”