MR. CHRIST

♱ 24 • bedded, headed

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He takes my panties off; the last piece of clothing covering me. I love when he gives me head, he knows exactly what he's doing, and what spots to hit.

My pussy ached for some source of friction, I want him, he's so gentle but at the same time so rough. His words lands on my ears like soft feathers, his dick and mouth slams on me like he's hungry. I'm hungry too, maybe even more than he is. No, I need him.

Pushing him on his back his eyes widened; so do mine because I didn't know I had that much strength. My knees are pressed on the mattress on both sides of Seth, straddling him, "mmhm," he groans running his hands up the side of my thighs.

My bare pussy sits on his bare dick.

Placing my hands on his chest I glide my wet pussy on his harden rock, when his tip hits my clit it's the friction I've been aching for. While looking down at him I feel like I'm on cloud 9, not just because his right hand is gripping onto my boob, or because his left hand is rubbing on my thigh, not even because his dick is causing the sounds leaving me. But because he's Seth.

I like him, a lot, and everytime he lets me in through his eyes the word like feels more like love.

"Baby," I moan.

His thumb circles my nipple, "sit on my face," his voice shoots right through my heart. I have no problem doing that, I've always wanted to feel what it was like to sit on someone's face- and I'm finding out.

As soon as I lower myself on his tongue, I'm taken aback. Everything with Seth feels good, it feels right... it feels deep. So deep.

His tongue glides from my entrance all the way to my clit, laying my head on the pillow like head board I moan to myself while grinding my hips. Both his hands are now on my ass and this is by far the most addictive thing I've never done, it feels like you're on an edge of an orgasm, but you're not at the same time.

The tides he's sending through me cause my mouth to open and my body to run upwards, "Seth," I squeal while reaching down and gripping his hair. He locks me in between his forearms grazing the tip of his tongue on my sensitive ball.

My mouth falls open when he sucks my clit into his mouth, he's groaning so it sends vibrations into me, causing me to curl my toes at the amazing feeling.

Of course it feels good, but it feels even better knowing who's making me feel so fucking good. Who wouldn't want his perfect lips on them, appreciating every inch of your pussy? Who wouldn't want a man who moans and groans while providing you pleasure? I sure as hell want a man like that. And I have it.

I have Seth Christ.

"Baby," I feel myself inching closer to a finish as he leaves tiny kisses on my pussy.

Looking down at him he's looking at my pussy, the way he licks his lips underneath me and gazes from my pussy all the way up at me sends a shock right through me, that shock grows when he brushes his tongue over my throbbing clit before breathing, "you're so goddamn sexy," he said it in his native language. I have no idea what he said, all I know is he is so fine.