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riding logan early in the morning had to be your favorite thing.
it would sometimes happen more frequently than you’d think, fucking each other back to sleep; even though you did most of the work.
his morning wood combined with your morning dew had you dripping more than usual.
he would wake up, feeling strained; cock pressing into your ass as he spooned you, and you’d wake up a few seconds later—ready to get on top.
he loved when you’d get on top, looking so blissfully fucked out, but he loved it even more when you turned around on him—your plump ass jiggling in his face.
his beater that you’d wear, would rise up each time you bounced. the mix of your fluids that would build up, coat around his shaft and made a sexy squelching noise each time you came down on him; had him going crazy.
logan loved it especially when you’d turn your head slightly, catching his eyes; with your face contorted in pleasure. and when he noticed a tear falling out of your eyes, it made him cling to the bedsheets. not because you were in pain or anything, but because it was feeling wayyyy to good for you.
“sh-shit, baby. you’re gonna make me cum~” you’d breathed out—to fucked out to say anything else.
“go ahead, doll. cum for me~” he’d bring his hips up and jackhammer the hell out of you—kissing your squishy cervix with each thrust. and then you let go, with him right behind you—milky white ropes of mixing with yours.
you’d pull off of him and lie right down, falling asleep next to each other; as his cum spills out of you.
you loved riding logan. but, you also loved being creampied right before bed.
