⟨ OMNISCIENT ⟩
ROSEVILLE, CA ⎮ FEB. 22
MORGAN CREEK
━ ⌘ ━ECHOES OF SKIN CLAPPING bounced off Giavonni's cream painted walls along with moans, groans, occasional queefs, and screams.
Somehow they made it back to this place again, connecting bodies in a way nobody would ever come to know about.
"Yes, Kesani - Fuck." Giavonni cried the more he pounded himself inside her from behind.
Kesani had the bottom of his t-shirt pulled up into his mouth, keeping it out the way of her ass so he could watch it jiggle against his pelvis every time he made them collide.
He didn't know how long they'd been fucking because time felt unreal with Giavonni but how ever long it was she had moaned his name 15 times in 15 different ways and sentences. He liked that.
When she called his name it gave what they were doing a sense of real intimacy. Calling his name and not just 'daddy' or 'baby' made it feel real direct and personal. Like she was repeatedly letting him know that it was him giving her this uncontrollable pleasure.
"Ouu harder!" The girl whined again tightly gripping the sheets in front of her with fisted hands.
Kesani did as requested of him digging his fingers deeper into her sides to keep her body still from the hard strokes he was sending through her walls.
Beads of sweat began to leak from the pores of his forehead as he watched his condom covered dick disappear into her pink insides, then come back out coated in the clearish cream she made.
"Like that? Hm?" He grunted letting the shirt from his teeth, actually needing the confirmation that he was doing what she asked of him.
Because whatever she said is what went.
When Giavonni told him to go hard, that's what Kesani did. When she said to choke her, he made sure to do it tight. She asked him to slap her ass? He did that too, leaving red hand prints on her skin every time.
She could tell him to bark, and he just might. He knew that. They both knew that.
"Yes yes yes. Fuckkkk me." Giavonni dragged rolling her eyes into the back of her head on the elongated word.
"Shit, bruh." Kesani whispered to himself trying not to get lost in the pleasure she was bringing to him as well.
She was too wet. He had to put more work in to keep himself from continuously slipping out but he loved how good she felt - how good it felt to be doing this with her.
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