Finding new things ;)

Then just… laying my tongue flat across your cunt. Just resting there, wide and warm and still, feeling you throb against me. Tasting you. Taking you all in. My tongue right there, right on you, and giving you nothing other than hot breath on your skin. Just the weight of it. Just heat and wet and the knowledge that I could flick once and you’d come apart completely. But you know I don’t want that.

You’re squirming but there’s nowhere to go. Your wrists are tied and my mouth is right there and it’s almost worse than if I wasn’t touching you at all. At least then there’d be some hope of settling down. But that’s impossible when I’m exactly where you need me and choosing to stay still. You say please into the air above you. I hear it. I don’t move. You say it again. Still nothing.

"gosh, this body was made for my hands. you're such a pretty doll for me."

"look at these lewd tits. so soft, but they fit in my grip like they were made to be squeezed and used."

"shhh, just stand still and let me feel what's mine. you're just a little stress toy for me to grab."

"i love how you get all breathless when i grope you. your body knows exactly what it's for."

"that's it, don't pull away. you were made to be handled, to be touched, to be owned."

"feel that ? how hard you make me just from letting me touch you ? you're such a good little slut."