fucking hotthis skinny slut can move
This is a fantastic and horny clip show.
There’s this tension between us.
He knows about my relationship. He knows I’m not currently getting what I need. He knows I’m loyal but desperate for attention. So, he strokes my hair, listens to me, asks me questions, and the more we get to know of each other the more my heart races when we talk.
Lately, he’s been drawing me into his lap, and when we talk the between-my-legs aches.
He finally asks, “So, you think I’m cute, huh?”
I play coy, thinking of my partner, and finally whisper something incoherent into his ear ending with “it’s a secret.”
“I didn’t hear what you were trying to tell me,” he grins, “How can I keep the secret if I don’t know what it is?”
I squirm in his arms, “It’s a secret…. Even from you”
He smiles and rests his head on my shoulder, his lips dangerously close to my ear. It always seems he has the upper hand, even when I’m denying him. He teases, “Awwww I thought it was our secret.”
Feeling bold, I turn my head so my lips barely graze his and whisper in a teasing, little voice, “I’ll never tell.”
“Never is an awfully strong word, little girl,” his lips brush mine as his hand moves to the back of my neck.”
I involuntarily whimper in reply before he grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my head back, pressing his lips to my throat, kissing me, then turns my head until his mouth is back at my ear and peels back my dress to reveal my bare cunt.
“You never know what the future holds little girl….”
I moan and swallow big, my heart racing, my whole body tingling, my hands on the edges of the fabric, I manage to peel myself from his lap. It’s painful. My whole body wants to be folded into his….
He sees my bluff and calls it, pulling me back…. Pulling so quickly I land straddling his leg. I cave, gluing my body to his.
I can’t handle it. His smirks, his words, the tension, my mixed emotions and the throbbing between my thighs. I can’t speak. Instead, I whimper and paw at his shirt collar. He watches and strokes my hair.
“What is it little kitten?” He tries to break the tension – to get me to speak but all I can do is play kitten now. Helpless. Purring and nuzzling his chin and neck.
“That’s a good little kitten”
My pussy throbs at the praise and I can’t help but rock my hips once in a deep wanton manner. I blush and bite my lip. In this playful game, he can see my whole hand now.
“MMmmm,” he savors his victory, calling me kitten but toying with me as if I were a mouse, “And that’s a naughty little kitten.” He teases pressing his hands against my bottom, driving my cunt against his leg. I open my mouth in a full moan, needing more. He lifts my dress, and with it my arms which I wrap around his neck once they are free. I grind once more and think, maybe not kissing him will somehow mean what we’re doing doesn’t count.
He strokes my hair from the top of my head down my back and presses again against my bottom. I can feel my cheeks, bright red and burning as I rock a few more times, this time feeling my nipples become very hard against his chest.
He continues to rub and fuss over me. Stroking further down, caressing my legs before moving his hands back up, to rest on my now steadily rocking hips. This possessive gesture has me mewling. I can feel my juices begin to run over his leg.
“Such a naughty, wonderful little temptation” he growls as he grabs each of my ass cheeks, fully covering them with his big grip, spreading them apart. I pull my lips along his body up to his ear and whisper in my little voice, “but it feels too good.”
Now it’s his time to shiver.
He retaliates by pressing his leg up between mine and pushing down with his hands.
I melt. My pussy erupts in tingles and I rock harder, steadily, grinding feverishly against his big strong leg. Then he raises a hand and brings it down hard against one ass cheek.
I yelp, but continue to grind, feeling a delicious pressure building.
“ You liked that didn’t you naughty little kitten?” as he slaps again with the other hand, and possessively grabbing afterward.
I yelp again and nod.
He answers by dragging his teeth against my skin, his hands run again down my legs and back up to my hips.
“Fuck,” I whisper into his cheek.
He raises his hands up to caress my breasts, tugging my nipples, and biting at my neck. That becomes the final catalyst. Its far too intense. The pressure building, I grind quicker… slightly panicked I plead with my eyes until he smirks and commands,
“Yes, kitten. Cum for me”
Ummmm…I’d like to create our own version of this please… just…too…hot