Let Me Fuck That Away

Come join me while I play with myself

I play with myself as he watches me. His presence fills up the doorway. I can feel it with my eyes closed. The chuckle he releases betrays him. I open up a single eye. I adore how he always looks when he renters my room. This sort of amusement and contemplation of how to play with my body. I continue to press the vibrator deeply against my clit. His body is unrelenting hardness to my soft curves.

My pussy lips are taken and spread open. It’s like my clit is a flower bud looking desperately to be pollinated. I press the pink vibrator hard against the exposed hood. When it becomes too intense I back it away and play with my pussy lips.

“I have to keep with our tradition,” I tease him.

He approaches my spread out form. My legs are held in a diamond shape. My head lists back against the pillow underneath me. I think about how he just fucked me. My fingers dip into the cum he filled me with just moments ago. I bring them up to my lips for a taste. It’s that masculine flavor mixed with my own feminine sweetness.

I’m overfilled with his juices. They slide down the inside of my thighs. He seems to chose a different way of approaching me. The weight of his body causes the mattress to sink temporarily. His face rubs against my left knee. I can’t help…