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.

me

It’s been so long….

drenching his fingers.

and out of me.

as he slowly

my walls.

mess between my thighs.

to move my hips.

fingers he

his mouth from my core

me as I watch his fingers listening

anticipation and desperation.

the desk.

He says huskily while throwing his shirt on the

and my p**sy

with the boss

d**it, just couldn’t seem to

aligning with

briefs slide right

his briefs

how really huge he

familiar creaminess of his white precum leaks out the tip

trail over my lower

inside me after three long

p**y tingling

c**kbefore fitting

his c**kcloser

the other guides his c**kinto

has not pulled away

c**kpushes inside my

up around him.

at his c**k

he’s looking and I