ftBlood on the Dance Floor, dirty imagines

Dahvie

"D-dahvie," I hear Em softly coo into my ear. I forcefully thrust into her. "Oh my god! k-keep going, please!" Em chokes out. "Of course, princess. Your so tight Em." She squeals as I thrust back into her. I feel her walls stretching as I go deeper in. I pull myself out and she gives a sigh of relief.

I go up to her lips and softly clash our lips together. She asks for entrance, I oblige. Our tongues meet and slowly rub against each other. I slowly kiss down her neck, to her breasts, and suck on her nipples. I hear a slight moan escape from her, I can tell she wants more. Slowly moving further down, kissing across her panty line. She arches her back and grabs hold of my hair. My spine shivers. She impatiently slides her panties down to her knees and gives me permission. She begs. I go in, gently sucking her clit. She tries to buck her hips but I hold her thighs down. Her hands fondled through my hair and cuffed the side of my face. My tongue rolls down to her entrance, she moans, I continue down and start moving my tongue in and out. "That good, Em?" I mumble. "YES! Keep going!" She whispers, I insert two fingers easily and pump then in and out. Em screams on end. I go faster and faster, she breaths heavily and vast. I finally stop and lay down beside her.

"That was amazing, babe." She mumbles as she receives her clothing. "I shouldn't take all the credit." I say. She giggles into her hand. "Chank you" She coos. Then I finally drift to sleep.