I Just Want it My Way
evelynxhudson:
This was what she lived for, the moans of pleasure and the look on his face, knowing she was the cause of it all. At this stage she was certain she was sitting in a puddle beneath her. Nothing made her wetter than seeing him like this. The only thing keeping her fingers from wandering between her legs to play was the fact he would do it better. Letting out a small breath as he stood above her, Evelyn just crawled closer. Her eyes were fixed on the way he jerked his dick.
“Cum for me daddy.” Evie’s grin grew wide while she stuck her tongue out ready for him to shoot his load. “Mmm, cum right in the back of my mouth baby so I can swallow every last drop.” The words barely left her mouth before his cum was on her tongue, her eyes shut tight, her hands taking over from his to clean him all up. “Are you going to fuck me now?” She questioned, seductive eyes looking up at him.
The excitement that so clearly showed on Evelyn’s face made reaching his peak all the more pleasurable. Her mouth gaping open as he slapped the head of his cock against her tongue right before he erupted deep in her mouth made him groan from deep within his throat. His hand brushing hair away from her beautiful face, he laughed and got on his knees. “Not so fast, sweetheart. You need to give me time to recharge.” His words were teasing, but deep down, Connor knew it’d take everything he had not to jump right on top of her and start pounding as hard as he could.
He shut his eyes for a moment and took in a deep breath to calm himself. Of course, the gentleman he was knew he had to return the favor. Leaning in quickly for a quick taste of her lips, the flavor of him lingering on her tongue, Connor’s hand instinctively went between her legs again to dip into the source of the puddle beneath her. “You’ve taken all the energy out of me babe,” he whispered intensely to her ears, “I need to fill up with something tasty first.”
Connor quickly backed away, a couple fingers slowly filling her cunt. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from hers no matter how hard he tried. He knew far too well that as soon as his tongue hit the heated surface of her lips, she’d gasp. Fuck, how he lived to hear her fucking gasp at his tongue’s every move. His arm snacking around her thigh to pull her lower, closer to his lips, his cheeks making contact with the come she had messily between her thighs. He hummed a small chuckle against her clit as he softly suckled onto it, making damn sure his fingers curved upward to her g-spot. With a long flat tongue, he massaged the most sensitive outer part of her while his fingers banged against the one inside. “I need to make you squirt baby,” he mumbled against her lips, his words coming out more as a plead rather than a statement. “Squirt for me, baby, please.”










