i’m imagining a man fucking me like this—slow and hard—-
while verbally and heatedly running through
all of my character flaws and personal failings.
he would, of course, be so painfully erect himself
that he’d find it difficult to speak.
the force of his hips. the velocity of his criticism.
he’d be gasping and stumbling over his words.
the fact that i find this extremely hot amuses me
and also disturbs me a little.
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All she had to do was to close her eyes and the scenes from their lovemaking scrolled across her imagination. The kisses and caresses, the licks and nips. Everything was captured in her memory. And the most beautiful of all for her, was the look of pleasure on his face when he shot his cum deep into her as she was calling his name out loud in tune with her orgasm.
Aww. I love when this happens.
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