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

my walls.

mess between my thighs.

to move my hips.

his fingers he

his mouth from my core entirely and groans

watch his fingers listening with my juices, fumbling with his tie

anticipation and desperation.

the desk.

huskily while throwing his shirt

my p**sy quivering

the boss

couldn’t seem to stop wanting

without aligning

briefs slide right

his briefs looked

really

white precum leaks out

trail over my lower lip

me after three

p**y

huge c**kbefore fitting

of his c**kcloser

guides

has not

of his c**kpushes inside

up around him.

at his

follow where he’s looking