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

It’s been so long….

drenching his fingers.

and out of me.

bit rougher as he

my walls.

mess between my thighs.

to move my hips.

fingers he

from my core entirely and groans

his fingers listening with my juices, fumbling with his

anticipation and desperation.

the desk.

his shirt on the floor

thighs parted and my p**sy

with the boss

d**it, just couldn’t seem to stop wanting

aligning with

his briefs slide right

briefs

really huge

white precum leaks out the tip of his

my lower lip in

me after three

forward, my p**y tingling so

huge c**kbefore

of his c**kcloser to

while the other guides his

has not

head of his c**kpushes inside my tight

up around him.

at his c**k

where he’s looking and