Ridingwild:
ridingwild:
“bring champagne” she texted
“the condo is ours
we need to christen it!”
little did he know when she buzzed him in
that she’d be offering him something other
than a glass flute to drink from…
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littlebitsoflust:
delectabledeviants:
When you have the power, the lead, the moment.
You know what your tight hand is doing.
You can feel is as his breathing fights with his moans and you’re adoring being the villain behind the battle.
Wanting him there upon that cusp, to push him, yet not to.
To keep him within the aspect of him fucking back harder against your hand. But that’s against the rules. You let go. Throw him a naughty look. Spank his cock a little. Play again at your own pace.
All of his previous dominance you’ve stolen. He wants to cum, but you own the moment. You wonder if when he gets carried away and fucking against your fist again, if that spank upon his cock might make him cum violently. Of not even touching him and watching his cock pulse of it’s own accord, his sticky sin everywhere, the look in his eyes, rapid fire breathing, the loud of his cries.
If he tries to reach for his cock, you should spank it lightly again. See if he cum s all the harder, all the more. That you own the moment. And the lesson is yours to teach.
littlebitsoflust:
ive dreamed of doing this to you. feeling you throb in my hand. you moaning into my mouth as i squeeze you. taking you to the edge over and over again. would you like that dearest?
ridingwild:
they came together like flesh magnets
when the men left the private beach
“I’ve been wanting this all day long” whispered the dark one
and their nipples kissed
as two mouths opened to sup
easilyaroused:
A sudden bold and unexpected question doth many times surprise a man and lay him open.
