thinking so hard abt overstim w victoria, being in her lap on ur sofa n js losing ur mind bouncing up and down on her strap thats js a lil toooo big
18+, mdni, overstim obvs, swearing, crying during sex, strap referred to as cock + dick, not proofread!
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victoria couldnât pull her eyes off of you, those big brown eyes you love gazing up at you with such awe, a look of pure adoration evident in her expression. her view was immaculate. there you are sat in her lap just where you belong, mouth agape as long whines are drawn out from the back of your throat, your cheeks reddening (not the only cheeks reddening either) as she watches you try your best to push yourself further than you ever have before. and itâs all for her? how did she ever get so lucky.
âvic- sâtoo muchâ poor thing, youâd tried so hard to be good for her. tried so hard to keep your complaints to yourself as your gummy walls stretched and stretched further than you thought was humanly possible.
she tuts and shakes her head, one of her hands that had previously been glued to your hip now coming up to stroke the side of your neck, her hand resting just below your jaw as she brushes her thumb across the warm skin of your cheek. âyouâre doing so good, câmon be good for me just like you promisedâ god her words are so fucking gentle, itâs such a star contrast to what her dick is doing to you, practically touching your cervix.
you try your best to disagree with her. try so hard to tell her you donât think you can do it. but the words crumble as they leave your throat, fading into a whimper that escalates into a cry. of pleasure? pain? victoria canât tell. hell, you canât tell.
tears begin to fall from your now open eyes as you look straight up, head rolling back with another elongated whine. âhey-â victoriaâs grip on your neck tightens, her hand tugging your face down so she can look at her girl. itâs a sight for sore eyes, mascara staining your fucked out face. âi can stop, just say the wordâ her hips slow down, her strap thrusting into you at a much slower place. sheâd be lying if she said you hadnât spooked her a little. sure she knows youâd use your safe word if you really needed to, but she also knows that after an excruciatingly long day of listening to white men speak down on her, all youâre going to want to do is make your woman feel good.
letting out a shaky breath, you shake your head and lean forward into vicky, panting into her neck as you nuzzle close. she lets you go at your own pace, rolling your hips onto her girth and picking up your pace before youâre back to bouncing on her like your life depended on it.
âfeel sâgood vic- fillinâ me up with your- nnghhhâ the claps of your ass against her bare thighs are enough to have victoria moaning your name by accident, itâs so quiet you actually miss it. but thatâs probably just down to being so humiliatingly cock drunk on her.
pathetic noises fall from your lips as a placeholder for proper words, thank god your vicky always know exactly what you need. she nods wordlessly, her hands trailing down your body until she reaches your ass, giving it a firm squeeze before sheâs pulling you down even deeper onto her with each bounce.
that does it for you, a loud cry of pleasure leaving your mouth through pants as you come undone for her, coating her strap with your cum. âgoooodâ her praises are stretched out (like you), her hands remaining on your ass while she helps you to roll your hips and ride out your high.
the aftercare you received after that was so good, you just couldnât help from returning the favour by eating her out like a wild animal.
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anyways look how beautiful she is iâm acc soaked
