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You were on your tiny pajamas, laying on the bed, watching some boring stuff before he entered into the room. As soon as you looked at him, you jumped into his arms, kissing him. “Babe,” he groaned dramatically when he pulled off, “You have no idea. Mission was hell. I need you. Like… really need you, right now.”

You raised an eyebrow, already sensing the bullshit, but before you could argue about it, he looked at you those blue, pleading eyes. “Please. I need you. Just… sit on my face again? Let me drown in that pretty pussy. It’ll fix everything, I swear.”

Poor you, you didn't know the hell you put yourself through when you agreed to fulfill his fantasies, and Leon couldn’t stop thinking about suffocating between your thighs.

You sighed and you bit lip. “You sure it was that bad?” “Terrible,” he lied smoothly. His hands were already sliding up your thighs, “Come on, beautiful. Sit that gorgeous ass on me. Use my face again.”

You couldn’t resist the way he looked at you, let alone the way his hands were touching you. “Fine, you win,” you said shaking your head, and that bastard took off your pants and your underwear in a single movement. He lay back fully on the bed, yanking you forward until you were straddling his chest. “Now sit on my face and don’t hover.”

And you did, lowering yourself slowly, but he was impatient as hell. His hands gripped your ass cheeks and yanked you straight onto his mouth. His wet tongue immediately dragged through your folds, lapping up your slick with obscene and pornographic sounds. Leon sucked your clit into his mouth, groaning loudly into your cunt as you grinded down, his handsome face buried deeper between your thighs. You even forgot that his stubble tickled your skin.

His hands palmed and kneaded your butt roughly, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks as he urged you to grind. “Use my face, baby. Smother me. I want to suffocate under this perfect cunt.”

You rocked your hips, sliding your wet pussy over his eager mouth. Leon’s tongue pushed inside you, fucking you in filthy strokes while his nose rubbed firm circles against your swollen clit. He was in heaven: eyes half-lidded and glassy as he stared up at you, watching your tits bounce —under your tank top— and your face twist in pleasure. He could die right there, and he’d do it happily.

“I’ll tell you when I need air, until then keep that pretty pussy on my face,” he said, or you thought so, it wasn’t very clear. Every time you pressed down harder, cutting off his air, his grip on your ass tightened in ecstasy.

He sucked your clit between his lips, tongue flicking rapidly, then licked broad and slow from your dripping hole all the way up again. His face was a mess, saliva and your juices coated everywhere, but he couldn’t care less. He was right where he wanted to be.

“Hah— Leon, fuck” you gasped, grinding down with more force. His response was a deep moan, satisfied. He loved it when you got rough, letting all your weight settle. One of his hands left your ass just to freeing himself, palming his aching cock, squeezing the base. Then, he started to pump it slowly to keep from coming too soon. He wanted to come somewhere else…

Meanwhile you rode his face shamelessly now, thighs trembling around his head as you chased your pleasure, feeling like a slut. He pushed his face up into you with every downward roll of your hips. Leon’s tongue never stopped doing its job: lapping, sucking, devouring.

Your moans grew louder, hips moving frantically as his mouth kept working restlessly. His hand left his cock and now both of his hands were everywhere: squeezing your ass, spreading your cheeks, occasionally slipping a finger down to tease your tight little hole while his tongue speared deep into your cunt, giving you a glimpse of what was going to happen next.

When you finally came, you almost fainted, you definitely never felt that way, it was like you were floating between clouds. You cried out, thighs clamping tight around his head as your pussy pulsed against his mouth. Leon drank every drop, tongue still working you with the lame excuse of “cleaning you up”, licking until you were shaking due overstimulation.

Only then, he ease his grip, so you lifted yourself off his face. It was a dripping disaster, and he was proud for it. He licked his lips slowly, smirking like a devil. “I still feel a little bad, baby… and your pussy is the only cure.”

You were still trembling, of course you were, you just had one of the best orgasms in your life, but he gave you some seconds to catch your breath and calm yourself…

Then he flipped you. This wasn’t over, he wanted to come too.

Your back hit the mattress and he was on you instantly, spreading your legs wide with his knees, cock thick and painfully hard, leaking at the tip. Without asking, he dragged the head of his dick through your soaked folds, coating himself in your mess, and slammed in to the hilt in one brutal thrust.

“Fuck,” he growled against your ear, voice wrecked. “You’re so tight, it’s like you were made for me.” Leon set a punishing rhythm, hips snapping forward, balls slapping against your ass. You were still so sensitive from riding his entire face that every thrust made you whimper and whine, digging your nails into his back.

He leaned down, biting and marking your skin. “I’m gonna cum inside, you heard me? I’m breeding this tight little cunt.”

You moaned louder at his words, your pussy clenching hard around him. “Oh, so you like that.” He thrust deeper, grinding against your cervix with every stroke. “Want me to fill you up? Pump you so full of my cum it leaks out for days?”

His thumb circling your swollen clit in tight, mean little rubs while he fucked you harder. “Gonna cum so deep,” his voice breaking with need. “I’ve been waiting for this.”

You clenched violently around his cock, repeating his name as a mantra: your orgasm ripped through you. He groaned, his hips stuttering. “Fuck— ‘m gonna—. Take all of it.”

Hot and thick ropes of his cum exploded inside you, pullse after pulse, so much that it spilled out around his cock even while he was still buried deep, creamy white mixing with your own slick. He kept grinding through it, fucking his seed deeper, making sure it stayed where he wanted it.

He didn’t pull out, though. Instead he collapsed on top of you, cock still twitching inside your pussy, lips brushing your ear.

“Give me ten minutes,” he murmured, but you knew he would fall asleep. He’s almost fifty after all, and you would take advantage of it just to ask Sherry if that mission actually existed.

༘♡ ·˚↳ a/n: i imagine leon doing this exact face as he tells you that he had a terrible day. you just can not say no to those beautiful eyes and that pretty face. i’d be like ohhh baby come here and get what you want. dropping this bomb and im leaving… bye guys… jk i hope you liked it thanks for reading !!!