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 out

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 pulls

his mouth from my core

watch his fingers listening with my juices, fumbling with his

anticipation and desperation.

the desk.

shirt on the

thighs parted and my p**sy quivering to

the

couldn’t seem

without aligning with him

briefs slide

briefs

how really

creaminess of his white precum leaks out

over my lower

me

my p**y

huge c**kbefore fitting himself

his c**kcloser to

guides

has not

of his c**kpushes inside

up around him.

at his c**k

eyes follow where he’s looking and I