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Hips
Hips
Rated: nc-17
Beta: The wonderful_alicesprings!
Post 513 porn.
I palm his hips. One of my favorite spots on his body to grip, along with his hair and his ass. When I grab him by his hips I can move his body, put him where I want him. Pull him to me as roughly as I want. Hold him down.
I move into him slowly, using his hips to hold him steady. He wants to push back but I won't let him. I push until my body fits tightly against his.
Each thrust is slow, deliberate. And then I pull out. He begs me not to. Begs me to put my cock back inside him.
I finger him instead. I use my fingers to rub him right where he wants to be rubbed.
I mouth his balls as best I can and finger fuck him harder.
He just moans when I pull out of him this time. I grab his hips and use them to flip him over. Pre-come drips from his slit and slides down his dick into his pubes. It makes my mouth water and my dick throb.
He spreads his legs as wide as he can around me, he wants me to put something inside him. He doesn't care what anymore, just anything to fill him up. I could suck his dick and make him come, but he isn't going to be satisfied until he gets fucked.
He pulls his legs up showing off his ass to me. He wants me to look at his wet hole and stick something in it. I look, it's impossible not to, but I don't give him what he wants.
One of his hands slides down the back of his leg. I know where this is going and I let him, because I know it still won't be enough for him. He works his asshole with his own fingers.
His body rocks into his fingers, but words like "please" and "now" pour from his lips.
I push his hand out of the way and grab his thighs, pushing them against his chest.
When I'm inside him again, he shakes. He lifts his legs higher, shifts, trying to get me deeper.
I touch him, where his ass meets my dick. The skin is slick, slippery. He pushes against my finger, I know what he wants. I thrust slowly a few times before pushing my finger in along side my cock. It's just that extra little stretch he wants.
I hold my finger steady and thrust hard a few times and then slow again. He kisses me, it's a plea. I want to feel his come on my stomach, I want to smear it across his chest. So I let him go, and I go too. The feel of him around me makes my head fall back and my mouth fall open.
I feel frantic now, it isn't enough. I want him to come again. I want to taste him and feel him now.
I pull out of him and flip him over again. His body is flimsy, complacent with exhaustion, but I'm just getting started. I slip on a new condom and push into him again. Harder, rougher.
He cries out. But he likes it, he is finally getting what he wanted. I pound into him. I bruise his hips with my fingers.
I've been missing him.
Hips
Rated: nc-17
Beta: The wonderful
_alicesprings!Post 513 porn.
I palm his hips. One of my favorite spots on his body to grip, along with his hair and his ass. When I grab him by his hips I can move his body, put him where I want him. Pull him to me as roughly as I want. Hold him down.
I move into him slowly, using his hips to hold him steady. He wants to push back but I won't let him. I push until my body fits tightly against his.
Each thrust is slow, deliberate. And then I pull out. He begs me not to. Begs me to put my cock back inside him.
I finger him instead. I use my fingers to rub him right where he wants to be rubbed.
I mouth his balls as best I can and finger fuck him harder.
He just moans when I pull out of him this time. I grab his hips and use them to flip him over. Pre-come drips from his slit and slides down his dick into his pubes. It makes my mouth water and my dick throb.
He spreads his legs as wide as he can around me, he wants me to put something inside him. He doesn't care what anymore, just anything to fill him up. I could suck his dick and make him come, but he isn't going to be satisfied until he gets fucked.
He pulls his legs up showing off his ass to me. He wants me to look at his wet hole and stick something in it. I look, it's impossible not to, but I don't give him what he wants.
One of his hands slides down the back of his leg. I know where this is going and I let him, because I know it still won't be enough for him. He works his asshole with his own fingers.
His body rocks into his fingers, but words like "please" and "now" pour from his lips.
I push his hand out of the way and grab his thighs, pushing them against his chest.
When I'm inside him again, he shakes. He lifts his legs higher, shifts, trying to get me deeper.
I touch him, where his ass meets my dick. The skin is slick, slippery. He pushes against my finger, I know what he wants. I thrust slowly a few times before pushing my finger in along side my cock. It's just that extra little stretch he wants.
I hold my finger steady and thrust hard a few times and then slow again. He kisses me, it's a plea. I want to feel his come on my stomach, I want to smear it across his chest. So I let him go, and I go too. The feel of him around me makes my head fall back and my mouth fall open.
I feel frantic now, it isn't enough. I want him to come again. I want to taste him and feel him now.
I pull out of him and flip him over again. His body is flimsy, complacent with exhaustion, but I'm just getting started. I slip on a new condom and push into him again. Harder, rougher.
He cries out. But he likes it, he is finally getting what he wanted. I pound into him. I bruise his hips with my fingers.
I've been missing him.