She strapped on the harness, spitting into her palm and slicking it slowly. He bent forward, exposed.
“Beg,” she commanded.
“Please, I need it.”
She smirked and pressed in slowly - deliberate, dominant - drawing a long moan. She owned him completely, and they both loved it.
#W1PP
Rubberbuns
Eyes locked, a silent intro.
He leaned in, breath hot.
His thumb hooking her jaw,
Guiding her head south.
One hand unfurls his growing cock.
The other splayed possessively against her crown.
A curious mouth poised.
His unfamiliar length, angled with purpose.
“Wait for it!”
At last they meet!
#W1PP
She beckons him in. “I have something exquisite for you.”Her hand grips a woman’s shoulder. Instinctively he sheds his waistband. His swollen cock revealed. The present devoutly kneeling, opens her mouth wide. Standing tall, his wife directs his length into the open, hungry gift. “Good girl!”
#W1PP
Whenever someone mentions going for a picnic I always think about finding a secluded spot where some cheeky nudity can occur. Maybe a cheeky blowjob or a cheeky fingering, obscured by the picnic accoutrement.
The ice cube melted against her collarbone, a single drip tracing her chest. He dragged the freezing edge lower, grazing her hard nipple until she gasped. Catching the runoff with his tongue, he bit the very tip lightly, then sucked as his hand gripped high between her thighs. “You’re mine!”
#W1PP
He traced the lines of her folds,
Her skin smooth and supple under his hands.
Pushing lower, parting her warmth as she arched against him with a low gasp.
Every slick, seamless slide of his fingers deep inside her velvety cunt was pure saturated pleasure.
#W1PP
