When Oliver tells me to stop, I worry for a moment that I’ve gone too far. I slip the toy from him and thumb the power off, looking at him in concern, only for him to manhandle me onto my back. It makes me laugh, low and breathless, but it dies in my throat as he climbs astride me.
His thick thighs bracket my hips and I reach for him, groaning at just the sight of him, but then he sinks down onto my cock and we both cry out. My fingertips press into his hips and I gasp for air, staring up at him with an expression that’s almost wild.
“God, you’re fucking perfect,” I tell him in a breathless pant, reaching up to plant one hand against his chest, fingertips dragging through his chest hair. “Are you gonna come all over me, Oliver?”
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Date: 2023-09-21 02:32 am (UTC)His thick thighs bracket my hips and I reach for him, groaning at just the sight of him, but then he sinks down onto my cock and we both cry out. My fingertips press into his hips and I gasp for air, staring up at him with an expression that’s almost wild.
“God, you’re fucking perfect,” I tell him in a breathless pant, reaching up to plant one hand against his chest, fingertips dragging through his chest hair. “Are you gonna come all over me, Oliver?”