The sound of her slickness is filling the compact space of the car as I force her to watch herself as she comes. She shakes and convulses as her pussy, literally, drips all over the seat, coating the leather.
"There it is, Good Girl. Always so compl...
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Lost in the fire ~ Gesaffelstien x The Weekend
Tobias has truly been something else tonight. After the show, I had my Father's brought backstage. They met Rihanna and completely forgot that I was even standing there. After they wrapped up their fan Girling, they asked me what I had planned for the evening. I told them I'd probably just sit at home and watch a movie and treat myself to some takeout. Then my phone flashed with a message from Tobias. "Scratch that, I've got a date, bye." I kissed their cheeks and jumped in a taxi, my mind wondering what Tobias could possibly want but happy to see him nevertheless.
Since I exited the lift he's been all over me. If I'm honest, it's been ever since our date the other night. Right now he's reminding me of the first time he told me he loved me.
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Tobias has been acting very funny the past few days. He won't stop staring at me and I only watch from the corner of my eyes so he doesn't feel self-conscious. He kisses me at least ten times in the space of fifteen minutes. My hands, my neck...everything.
He won't stop.
We're on a date he planned with a private chef and waiting team on a fairy lit rooftop building. He's visibly shaking so I abandon my seat opposite his to sit on his lap, hoping it will calm him a little. "What's wrong Tobias?" He looks into my eyes like I'm the answer to all his prayers. Like the sun shines and sets on my command. He's been looking at me like this a lot lately.
"Nothing's wrong Princess. Matter of fact, everything is right." He pauses and rubs the back of his neck before proceeding. "I...I Love you Udaya." I gasp in surprise. He perks up at my startled reaction, rushing out his words. "And you don't have to feel pressured into saying it back–you don't even have to say it at all–If you don't feel the same it's–" I cut him off with a passionate kiss. Our tongues tangle as his hand falls on the back of my neck and his thumb strokes my ear. I claw into his hair hoping my emotions bleed into him and we become one.
