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

my walls.

mess between my thighs.

to move my hips.

fingers he pulls

detaches his mouth from my

watch his fingers listening with

anticipation and desperation.

the desk.

while throwing his shirt on the

and my p**sy quivering to

with the boss

d**it, just couldn’t seem to

aligning

his briefs slide right

briefs looked

really

the familiar creaminess of his white precum leaks out the tip of

my lower lip in

inside me after three

p**y tingling so

huge c**kbefore fitting

of his c**kcloser to my wet

while the other guides his c**kinto

not

of his c**kpushes inside my tight

up around him.

at his c**k penetrating

where he’s