Dani, not this man, you know what he does to meeee 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤
Sorry you're tired too, bb, and hope this can help bring your mood up 😉 ily 😘
🚨 Warnings 🚨 Smut; Oral Sex; Vaginal Fingering; Dirty Talk | MINORS DNI
The way he looks at you when he comes home, that's how you know. He pushes you on the couch and takes off your pants and panties in one swoop. Normally he likes to get you all good and worked up first but not today. No, today this is for him.
The mission didn't go as planned and he spent the entire time stressed and frustrated. What kept him going through it? The thought that no matter the result of the mission, you'd be home waiting for him, ready for him to drown on you, claim you.
So he dives in right away, moves his tongue in all the ways he knows will drive you crazy, takes in all the sounds you make for him and let's them soothe his mind. No matter what is wrong in the world, you'll always be his safe place.
He let's you wrap your legs around his head, groans against your soaked pussy when you pull on his hair, while his hands play with your breasts, just on the right side of a little rough but never too much. He always knows how to thread that line deliciously.
What is it, angel? What do you need?
Need you, please, inside me.
Of course, baby. He slips two fingers inside you, making you whine. You know I'll never say no to filling this sweet pussy up.
He keeps working his fingers against your sweet spot, switching between circling your clit with his tongue and sucking and biting the skin of your inner thighs, rubbing his face against you, and then scratch of his beard against the sensitive skin drives you wild. Later he will look between your legs and see the marks that he made on your body, mirroring the one he's long ago made on your mind.
So pretty, baby, all for me, all mine.
Love the sounds you make, honey, so desperate.
Such a beautiful slut and who made you that way? Who gets to see it?
Fuck, this pussy's gripping me it never wants me to leave. You're gonna come, aren't you? Come all over me, c'mon, baby, wanna drink you up.
He's right. Of course he's right, he knows your body better even than his own. So you let your pleasure wash through you, grinding against his face as his fingers and his tongue work you through it.
When you're finished, he comes up to kiss you, beard soaked by your wetness, his fingers still inside you to feel your walls clench reflexively around him, like an aftershock of your orgasm.
'Knew you were just what I needed, sweetheart, always the perfect relief after a bad day. Let's have a shower, I've got another way I wanna fill that pussy up.
