TW: Oral sex, Overstimulation.
You whimpered, feeling his lips on your clit as he slowly traced the tip of his fingers along your inner thigh, finally gripping it harshly as he spread your legs apart, burying his head in the middle as you layed flat on the bed, moans escaping your lips.
Your eyes barely opened as you pushed your hips towards him, desperate for more friction, the feeling of his tongue on your clit drove you over the edge.
His hair stuck to his sweaty forehead as he glanced up at the sight of your mouth slightly open, hands buried in his soft hair, pulling as your orgasm approached.
Slowly pulling yourself away from him as you grew sensitive,only for him to pin your hips down as he continued sucking your clit, sliding his tongue down your folds as he tasted your cum.
Fingers rubbing against your heat as you let out a yelp when he slaps your pussy, making your walls clench together. Thighs squeezing close slightly.
"I wasn't wrong when I said you look the prettiest cumming under me." He chuckled.
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