*We were just sitting there as I felt something poking my thigh. Here we go again.*
*a sad look plastered on his face, he gave me that look*
"Mmph~ please!" He said. I knew he would just beg until I gave in. I threw off my tights and anything else.
"God, you're gonna make me do this again? If that's how you're gonna play, I'll make the most of it!" I said, hopping onto him again, bouncing up and down as he was deciding to act like he hadn't done this a billion times before. He moaned, as if rewarding me in praise? He wasn't doing a good job at it. But neither was I. My sweaty, tired body bounced tiredly. He finally came and I practically collapsed onto him, throwing my body against him. I breathed heavily.
"You're such a good girl.." He said. Grabbing my waist. He knew I loved it. I blushed and smiled.
"I'm too tired. Ima sleep." I fell asleep. I knew he was jerking off behind me. I didn't mind. I loved him so much, oh my god. He was always so appreciative to me it made me so happy I loved it as much as him.
