Touch Starved Miguel Fuckkkkkkkkkk

touch starved miguel Fuckkkkkkkkkk

spending time with your touch deprived boyfriend miguel who has time for nothing but saving the multiverse….. mmm

i can imagine watching a movie with him on your bed and you’re caressing him under the blankets. at first you’re simply grazing his thigh and feeling his skin, but slowly your hands travels towards his shorts, slowly feeling his bulge through the fabric. he’s hard. you palm him softly, simply teasing him. he starts throbbing just by your light touches as you try and hide your smile, knowing exactly how pent up and sensitive he is. you feel his body’s response and start stroking him through the fabric, his outline thick and hard against your soft palms.

at this point, you take your eyes off the tv screen and look at his face, and he looks so so cute. eyebrows tightly furrowed as his half lidded eyes fill with lust, just watching your hand feel him. he lets out quiet whimpers. the dialogue from the tv becoming nothing but background noise for him. “mami” he murmurs under his soft breath, as you continue touching him.

after minutes of relentless teasing, you finally get up from beside him and shift yourself infront of him, “you’ve been working so hard my love, let me help you relax” you say softly. miguel thinks he’s died and gone to heaven from your words. what’d he do to deserve such an attentive, caring, and beautiful girl like you? you tug at his shorts as he looks at you pleadingly, bringing his boxers down revealing his aching cock. it’s dripping pre cum down his base and so big. you sit on top of his knees, straddling him. you collect his pre cum and run your hand up and down his shaft, enough to use it as lube. you begin pumping his cock with your hand, smiling as you watch miguel twitch and crumble into pieces by your touch. you place your other hand on his thigh to keep him in place, as he squirms beneath you.

“feels good?” you coo at him, as pump your fist faster up and down his cock. “m-mhm. shit, don’t stop baby. please” he groans, looking at you with dilated eyes. you smirk as you feel him throb harder in your palm, indicating he’s already close. he tilts his head up against the headboard, shutting his eyes as he shudders from the sensation. “mm mmph i love you princesa. always makin’ me feel so good, fuck i love you s’ much” he babbles, looking back at you as bites his lip, fangs grazing his bottom lip and drawing a pinch of blood.

“i’m gonna c-cum” miguel moans, struggling to keep his legs apart as you hold him down, pumping him to reach his climax. “cum for me mi amor, i got you” you reassure, feeling yourself get wet simply from jerking him off.

you are in awe of the sight of him. he looks so pretty and vulnerable like this, letting you take care of him as he lays there riled up, practically begging you to release his stress. it’s definitely not something you see in your day to days with him.

his eyes roll back, groaning and letting out inaudible whimpers as his chest rises and falls. all of sudden right when he’s close, you slide down and shove him down your throat. “what a-are you, oh m-” he stammers. your soft mouth bobs up and down as he goes feral, “o-oh my god, fffuck” he groans. he brings his hands to your head, desperate for his release and begins throatfucking you into his climax. his mouth agape and eyes shut as spurts and loads of cum fill your mouth in seconds, as you struggle and choke trying to swallow it down.

lifting your head up from his pulsing cock, cum and spit dribble down his base and the sides of your mouth. you lick him up clean with your tongue as his sensitive cock throbs. kneeling back up, you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, giving him a smirk as he chuckles. “how was that” you tease. miguel grins shyly as he brushes his hair out of his face. “you’re a freak, you know that?” he chuckles. “says you, you were practically yelling my name out with your dick in my mouth” you scoff playfully. humiliation plasters onto his face as he laughs in embarrassment, “okay okay, you’re right”. you snicker and lazily lift his boxers and shorts back on.

he smiles at you and strokes your chin. “gracias mi vida” he says sincerely, as you beam in response. “come here” he mutters, as you obey and scoot up to straddle his lap. he cups your cheeks and kisses you lips passionately. then, he bear hugs you, grabbing your waist and peppering kisses all over your face. “miguel stooppp” you giggle as he continues, not listening to you. he slows down and stops kissing you, tucking his head into your shoulder. “te amo preciosa” he says sweetly. “i love you more” you smile, running your fingers through his hair as he strokes your back.

“sooo, we’re gonna have to restart the movie muñeca”

have u ever been to NZ

if yes is it worth visiting

sorry for the subtle clickbait guys bc i swore i said i moved but i don’t live in australia anymore i actually live in nz LOL 😭

compared to australia it’s definitely better in some cases, most of my cons were probably just personal experiences but like it’s definitely worth visiting for a holiday bc literally everything is sm prettier here BABAHAH everything is so green and alive i was shocked when i first came here

now what if i said i acted stupid so he could help talk me through what i needed help with as he stood behind me a little too close. but not that close 😔. but close.

omfg my substitute teacher is so fine..😵‍💫

omfg my substitute teacher is so fine..😵‍💫

putting effort into how i look so my 8 year old self can live her "pretty teenager" dreams

i love drake