disconnectsstuff:Make her feel that way!I love it when you squirm. When the intensity of your pleasu
disconnectsstuff:Make her feel that way!I love it when you squirm. When the intensity of your pleasure becomes so overwhelming you feel as though you can’t take anymore. Feeling your hips buck and writhe as another orgasm contorts your body. And if you were alone you could bask in the eurphoric afterglow of pleasure. But you are not alone and that orgasm was not for you. No, your orgasms are for me to enjoy. To feel your clit pulsating under my tongue. To taste the sweetness of your dripping, throbbing warm pussy. To feel you grind and mash yourself in reckless abandon, free from inhibitions, driven soley on primal lust. Pushing your body farther than any self pleasure every could. Wave after wave of pleasure washing over you until you can’t speak or even remember your name. A gasping, sweaty, sodden, mess. And after I have feasted you may get a moment respite. Just enough to feel your thumping heart and to listen to your ragged breaths reverberate around the room. That minuscule moment when cum soaked tongue slides from between your warm folds to when I thrust my rigid cock hard and deep inside you. I will give you that moment, but the rest of the night is purely for me. -- source link