WhisperingRain
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I stroke and suck his cock relentlessly until finally he relaxes. I feel him stiffen in my mouth. I moan, growing more excited at arousing him, taking him deeper down my throat each time.
Babe tell me again what you want
I look up at him with growing desire and I can see that he wants me to beg him. Lord, does he not see what I want, have I not already told him. Yet I can tell he is enjoying the pleasure it gives him to make me ask him, no beg him for what I want, need.
“I want to cum again.”
This time my words are whispered, yet my desire is present in them and in my eyes. He continues to looks at me, still waiting for me to answer him. I’m trembling, all these new released feelings so strange yet so powerful.
“Please, fuck me again, make me cum, fuck my ass!”
Finally, giving in, crying out my desire to him.
Babe tell me again what you want
I look up at him with growing desire and I can see that he wants me to beg him. Lord, does he not see what I want, have I not already told him. Yet I can tell he is enjoying the pleasure it gives him to make me ask him, no beg him for what I want, need.
“I want to cum again.”
This time my words are whispered, yet my desire is present in them and in my eyes. He continues to looks at me, still waiting for me to answer him. I’m trembling, all these new released feelings so strange yet so powerful.
“Please, fuck me again, make me cum, fuck my ass!”
Finally, giving in, crying out my desire to him.