Mike Driver
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@embracingmyselfasiam
Our first caning session went wonderfully. I was such a good girl for Daddy as he kept giving those heavy impacts. He did so well taking care of his princess and left such pretty bruises all over his ass. The after care was lovely too. Thank you Daddy you spoil me 😻💜🤤😘
Omg❤️🔥
sleeping on my stomach so he can always have easy access to my pussy <3 simply lift my hips up pull my panties to the side and slip inside, my pussy so wet and sloppy that it just slides right in, and use me so thoroughly that i wake up sore and sticky with bruises on my hips and cum dripping down onto the sheets below me
kissing you softly while he rolls the head of his cock back and forth over your clit, half-distracted by your lips but deliberately taking his time until you’re grumbling for him to put it in….
How I like to be! 👆🏾
Late night snack
When he’s cumming inside you and you can feel the dick pulsing..
#jg
Pure Love
Can you feel that?
I love that pulsating feeling inside.
Great moments😋😋
When he’s cumming inside you and you can feel the dick pulsing..
With sound*
licking him from balls to tip
Licking her from tit to clit
I want you to stroke slow. I just want to feel it. All of it. I love the sensation.
She wanted me to stroke slow—deliberate, intentional, like every thrust was a conversation between our bodies. She craved the depth, the fullness, the feeling of me completely inside her, not just physically but emotionally, soul-deep. I could see it in her eyes—how she closed them halfway, lips slightly parted, breath catching every time I sank into her again.
She wanted to feel every inch, every curve, every vein—the texture of me, the warmth, the subtle throbbing against her walls. It wasn’t about speed. It was about presence. The weight of me pressing against her, the way her body opened and pulsed to welcome me, her legs wrapped around me tighter, urging me to stay just like that.
And between each slow, deep stroke, I gave her soft kisses—on her lips, her cheek, her shoulder, her neck. She moaned into them, like each one was sealing something sacred. Our rhythm wasn’t just physical—it was emotional, raw, intimate. She didn’t want to be fucked hard… not yet. She wanted to be felt. Loved. Worshipped.
And I gave her just that. Every stroke was a promise. Every kiss a confession.
When she looks innocent but wants two dicks in her pussy>>>
Can’t wait 😉
Fuck I want to lick the vein SO bad
