"What Do You Want To Be For Halloween " I Want To Be Railed From Behind In A Short Mini Skirt

"What do you want to be for Halloween " i want to be railed from behind in a short mini skirt

simon is one impatient mf. like he can barely get his pants down to his thighs before he's thrusting inside of you. and so the first time he ever goes down on you, he's too impatient to even take your panties off. he just cannot wait to get his mouth on you. he shoves you back on the bed, his hands quickly hiking your skirt up, and before you can even ask "what're you doing?" his mouth is on your clothed cunt.

and he's sooooo obscene about it. just absolutely going to town, lips smacking, tongue drenching you. you can barely brace yourself as you fall back on your elbows. his fingers grip your thighs bruisingly tight, your tiny little panties blocking his tongue from tasting you in your entirety. when he pulls back, your underwear is sopping wet from both him and from you.

and of course, he's too impatient to properly pull them off still, so he shoves them to the side before resuming what he was doing, moaning when he finally gets a proper taste of you. "s'fuckin' good." his hands slide under your thighs and he pushes them back, allowing him to get a better angle, his tongue thrusting in and out of you.

Before you know it, you're a withering mess beneath him. you attempt to catch your breath, but simon is too fast, and he's towering over you, lining his cock up with your entrance, rutting into you without restraint, giving you no time to adjust or even properly process what is happening, your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

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having some thoughts about roommate!gaz

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thinking about the possibility that your heating breaks friday night just after the maintenance men have left for the day. you try to brave it out and layer up, keep a blanket around you at all times but that doesn’t stop the chattering of your teeth.

gaz, sweet selfless gaz, tells you that you can cuddle up with him and share some of his heat. it’s enough to stop the chattering but you’re still shivering and trembling around him. he’s rubbing the exposed patch of your hip when he tells you that skin to skin contact helps keep you warmer. even shows you a study for it.

which is how you find yourself completely bare and pressed up against the hard muscular planes of gaz’s body. you try not to think about the way his sharp hips are pressing against the fat of your ass. or the way his fingers pinch and pull at the fat on your hips. or how his other hand has found a home centimeters away from your chest to the point where if you breathe deep enough you swear you can feel his fingers.

and you certainly don’t think about the girthy, lengthy, piece of him that’s found a home between your legs. or how hard it is. or how it pulses occasionally. or how you swear you can feel a drip of something wet on your thigh.

or how when it parted the fat of your thighs to make itself at home gaz had apologized, telling you that it just gets excited when there’s pretty sweet things nearby.

you certainly don’t think about that at all.

I love morning wood. I love feeling it poke me while we're cuddling. I love feeling him rut against my hip in his sleep and spooning him from behind to I can reach into his boxers and play with it and hear his cute noises 💕

also love the idea that Simon has never eaten anyone out before because he thinks that's too intimate, so the first time he tongues his bird's cunt, she has to practically force him to do it because he always refuses to. knows logically that there's nothing wrong with it, and he's practically in love with his girl (or the closest he'll ever be able to get to love; some approximation of obsession and covetousness, the feeling that she's irreplaceable and all his), but it just takes him awhile to get over the hurdle of a lifetime of casual, surprisingly cold sexual encounters.

but once the seal is finally broken, and Simon realizes how much he likes it, he's always diving face first into her pussy whenever they're alone. tongues her pearl until she squirts on his face. licks his own come out of her whenever they fuck because she tastes like some holy mix of the two of them, her juices and his come. refuses to give her his cock until he's gotten his mouth on her first, softened her up with his tongue and fingers. sometimes gets carried away and ignores her hands scratching at his shorn scalp and trying to push his face away from her pussy because she just came for a third time on his tongue. only relents when she goes limp and he blinks, sluggishly thinking that they need to change the sheets.

you got two hands i got two boobs

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