SWEET SPOT
“I can’t wait to feel this tight pussy around my cock one day. But for now, just let me make you feel good, okay? Be a good girl and cum for me when you’re ready.”
She was trembling, face flushed, lips parted as soft, desperate moans spilled out. Her eyes were half-closed, completely lost in the pleasure. I kept praising her, telling her how beautiful she looked, how perfect she felt, how much I loved making her feel this way.
Her walls started clenching around my fingers, her moans turning into needy little cries.
“That’s my good girl,” I whispered, leaning down to kiss her neck. “Cum for me, baby. Let go.”