*An essential read, sourced from elsewhere.* “Too much,” he..
Added 2023-12-24 04:26:51 +0000 UTC*An essential read, sourced from elsewhere.* “Too much,” he gasped. “I want this to last.” I crawled up his body and we ended up spooning, his erection pulsing against my back, but he ignored it and wrapped his arm around me, cupping my breast and pinching the nipple. He was very, very patient, making sure that every part of me got equal attention. His breath was hot in my ear. “You are stunning.” I whimpered and arched against him. I was getting impatient again, and took matters into my own hands. I threw a leg back over his, creating easier access to my still-throbbing pussy. I was rubbing myself when his hand covered mine. He didn’t try to stop me, or move my hand away. Instead, he moved with me, learning what I liked before taking over. He mimicked my actions, tracing my folds the way I had and then moved down lower. He slid a finger inside me. “More,” I gasped. He added another. “More,” I insisted. He added a third and worked some kind of magic I’d never been able to do by myself or with a vibrator. He masterfully hit just the right spot and I had a moment of disorientation before realizing I had squirted. It felt foreign but the release was overwhelming. “Don’t stop,” I begged. He held me tight. Each wave sent shivers through my body, and he responded with a small moan, enjoying my pleasure. The world seemed to disappear for a moment and then I went limp, every muscle spent. And yet. “More,” I said again, stubbornly.
