Harry sat over her chest, both legs on either side of her torso while his hands clutched her titties tightly in his hand. His arousal was spread across her chest, making a sloppy wet mess on her glistening skin.
"That's right, fuckin' hell," He breathed out as his hips sputtered on her skin. She tilted her head back, staring up at him with a smirk as she watched him thrust his aching cock between her breasts.
Her titties smothered his cock perfectly, and he loved the way it felt. With each thrust, precum leaked down from the red tip of his cock, oozing down to her skin for more lubrication and easier thrusting.
"You like fucking my titties, baby?" She coo'd as her hands gently glided down his thigh, running her fingers over the tiger tattoo that stared furiously back at her.
"Y-Yeah, love it so fuckin' much," He breathed out hotly, his jaw slack as he continued to fuck his throbbing length between her sopping wet titties, "Make me feel so good, god, you are so perfect,"
"Yeah?" She mumbled as her hands cupped the underside of his balls, starting to slowly massage them. They were hard in her hand, twitching with each thrust.
"God damnit!" He hissed, his ring cladded fingers groping her breasts tightly. He spread them apart for a moment, jiggling them quickly. He spit down onto his cock, a long string dribbling down before lathering his cock.
He went back to suffocating his cock with her breasts, watching his cock disappear between her titties with each thrust. Her skin had apparent marks from his clutch, showing that she was owned by him and only him. As if it wasn't the hickeys that he left all over her titties from foreplay that gave away the hint.
"Titties feel so good, baby, oh my god," He whined out, a thin layer of sweat across his forehead as his thighs started to shake from the pleasure.
"You wanna cum for me, Harry?" Her voice oozed like honey, melting down her lips. Harry felt his cock twitch, his eyebrows pinched tightly in concentration.
"G-Gonna cum, y-yeah..." He panted breathlessly as his head hung low, his brown curls falling into his face to cling to his forehead.
She drew her hand around his thigh, all the way to his ass as she groped onto it tightly. She loved his ass, and he always loved when she grabbed it too. Felt so good to him, made him feral even.
"Cum on my face, then, baby. Wanna taste it." She chose her words carefully, knowing that Harry would do just about anything to her this close to climax. If she asked him to fuck her face, his cock would be down her throat before she could finish her sentence.
"Oh my god, what you do to me," He said in a half chuckle, a growl rutting through his throat to follow after. He pinched her nipples, both of them, rubbing his fingers all around them slowly as he pulled his cock from between her tits.
She took his cock into her hand, her tongue drawing out of her mouth as she started to work his cock quickly. It was heavy in her hand, she felt his veins prominently poke out with each stroke.
Harry stared half lidded down at her, muttering curse words from under his breath. She looked so fucking hot with her tongue out, just waiting for him to cum all over her tongue and lips. Harry could barely stand it.
"Baby, I—I'm cumming—" His voice came out a whine as he leaned his body over her, his hand grabbing onto the headboard of the bed as his eyes pinched shut tightly. His stomach was on fire feeling her edge him till he spilled.
His hips started to sputter, his balls tightening as he came hard from his red tip. Harry let out a loud growl, hitting the wall with his hand as his ass sank down onto her torso in mercy.
Looking down, he saw the cum that landed onto her tongue, but dripped down onto her chin and even some on her throat.
She swallowed, but not without taking the taste in first. She loved the way he tasted, and wanted more of it.
Her tongue lapped up the spillage from her chin, swallowing that before leaning forward and taking his soft cock into her mouth to clean it gently.
Harry hissed at the feeling, he was spent, and overstimulated. She let off his cock with a small pop, her hand running up and down his thigh slowly as she looked up at him.
"Good boy, baby."
