I sink down onto him slowly, black fishnets pulling tight around my thighs, one platform heel still digging into the sheets. His hands are already greedy — gripping, spreading, claiming every soft inch of me as I take him deeper.
There is no rush. Just the thick stretch, the heat, the quiet sound of him filling what already belongs to him.
I stay right here, open and given, letting him use me exactly how he wants while these heels and fishnets stay on like a quiet promise.
You can watch if you want, little cuck.
You can imagine how wet I am.
You can wonder how much of him is already inside me.
But you will never feel it the way he does.
Would you crawl closer and clean me when he’s finished… or would you just stay on your knees and stare?
Tell me.
I want to hear how desperate you are.
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