The Girl He Craves

He had been ignoring me all along, pretending

now?

Instead of responding to my

pleasure, closing his eyes again.

into my hole he had claimed

tongue in my hole before kissing my p**sy softly.

my mind grew back foggy and the

questions I had for him are now

I needed him, desperately so.

G*d, I had even missed gripping his hair.

that they were losing their sanity?

tugged at his head to come closer.

his shoulder as the tips of his fingers

up every inch of my c**t.

tongue could touch every inch that was possible for him to reach.

to my fingertips.

my nub before dipping one of his fingers in my opening.

he curls it inside me before adding the other

I squirmed a bit.

bit uncomfortable to feel his thick fingers inside

to his intrusion.

stretch me out

It’s been so long….

drenching his fingers.

and out of me.

rougher as he slowly feels

my walls.

mess between my thighs.

to move my hips.

fingers he pulls

in but Aiden detaches his mouth from my

his fingers listening with my juices, fumbling

anticipation and desperation.

the desk.

He says huskily while throwing his shirt on the floor

my

the boss at

d**it, just couldn’t seem to stop

without aligning

his briefs slide right down

briefs

how really

familiar creaminess of his white precum leaks out the tip of

trail over my lower

me after three long

my p**y tingling so

huge c**kbefore fitting himself

c**kcloser to my

the other guides his

has not

c**kpushes inside my tight

up around him.

look at his c**k

he’s