Definition of Sympathy

"I used to want to hate you for leaving, and breaking our promise. I couldn't see how the same sixteen year old girl could just leave- two years later." My right hand pressed firmer onto my mouth, my left hand gripping the sheets and his thick biceps. "But I realized, people change, you know?" I felt his hand roam the back of my neck once I didn't answer. A loud moan left my mouth when he pulled my neck back, forcing me to look at him.

"You know?" He asked again. This time, I obliged. I shook my head yes, biting my bottom lip to suffocate a moan. "Words, baby." He cooed, eyeing my lips. "Yes Kie- oh!" I moaned, unable to control them. "Look, look at you." He directed my view to where we met, sounds filling the room. My hand automatically reached for his wrist, gripping it tightly as he sped up. My eyelids felt droopy, and well as my head that leaned back and fell on his left chest.

My self control when out the window as soon as I felt the knot in my stomach begin to form. The feeling began to overwhelm me as my release was right on the edge, and I unconsciously began to close my legs, bringing my knees to my chest. I heard him groan of disapproval, and felt as he forcefully opened my legs back up, causing my eyes to go wide and open. "Keep your legs open mama." He whispered, sucking hickeys right in the crevice of my neck.

"You about to cum?" He whispered. All I could do was nod my head, afraid if I open my mouth moans would escape without a chance of stopping. I felt myself about to cum, before remembering his words from earlier. I slowly peeled my eyes open, making direct contact with him as my mouth opened. "Please..." I whispered. "Please let me cum." I begged. I watched his perfect smile appear, before leaning down my ear and whispering, "Cum for me."

My eyes rolled back and my continued to stay open, but nothing came out. My body began to shake, as I went through one of the best orgasms of my life. "I'm glad this pussy didn't change." He spoke, proudly.