Grabbing her, and holding her still, so she can watch her bratty little bitch honey dripping off your cock.

Some of you would be like “WTF!?” And others would be like “ohhhh, fuck…!”
Different people, different energy.

Little spoon, little spoon, let me in…

She dripped off his fingers like an ice cream on a hot day.

That third thick finger is always the one that makes her whimper and squirm…

She’s flirted with him, that she never missed a drop.
He had to give her credit, she tried her best, then a little spurt slipped past her lips, and trickled down her chin.
She looked up at him, scooped it up with her finger, licked it clean, and stopped his heart.

Watching you cum for me in public just hits different.

She was so pretty, eyes locked on him, little hand pumping, head tilted back.
Her tongue stuck out, waiting for her prize, like she was trying to catch snow flakes. Winter delights.

Early morning.

Her hungry mouth waking you, because her pussy needs to be filled, more than she needs sleep.

That.

Slowly stroking your pussy until madness ensues…

She’d only been home a little while, he had her when she came in the door.
Skin glistening from orgasm after orgasm, his need was relentless.
He couldn’t resist her tender swollen mess, her struggle and whimpers gave way to stretched acceptance.
Filled, trembling, his.