content: age gap, oral (female & male receiving) unprotected sex, sexual content, creampie, cockwarming
Sid's kisses were sweet, almost chaste, his stubble tickling her skin and lips touching hers.
The scene was like a forbidden teenage romance, where kissing was an act of rebellion.
However, Crosby's lips began a trail down her jaw, neck, collarbone, down between her breasts and reaching her belly button.
It wasn't just a moment of tender kisses he wanted to give you.
His hands involuntarily ran through your still damp hair, squeezing the strands.
"You're good with tricks, old man," you joked, referring to the fact that his mouth was closer to your inner thigh than your lips.
"Age brings that," a greedy smile appeared on Crosby's lips and you saw the wrinkles appearing at the corners of his lips and around his eyes when he smiled. It was sexy, it made Crosby look even more virile and excited you even more.
Her eyes narrowed at Sidney, every movement was captured, the feeling of the older man's lips touching her pussy made her want to roll her eyes, but staring at him made it more challenging and pleasurable.
Crosby's eyes never left hers, he liked to desire her and eat her up by looking deeply into them, they were the key to knowing when she would come for him. His calloused hands grabbed her hips tightly, pulling her closer.
It was impossible not to grind against his mouth, his tongue exploring her deeply and his thumb circling her clitoris brought with it an unbearable sensation of heat throughout her body accompanied by pleasure and tingling, it was a craving for stimulation.
Sidney felt her pussy throbbing in his mouth. It was good to see it and feel it contracting on his tongue as she let out the dirtiest moans that sounded like the sweetest melody to his ears.
"Oh babe, yes, please," you uttered between moans, grinding on him.
It was magical what he did to you, it made you delirious with pleasure and always asking for more. Sidney was good at making you delirious without even touching you, and when he did touch you, it was even better.
When it came over his mouth, felt Crosby's lips suck every drop of his cum, it was so sensitive that with each lick he arched his back more, he loved her post-sex sensitivity, it made him more excited to know that she was craving him.
Sidney's cock ached against the fabric of his underwear, silently begging to be inside her.
"You are a sin for a man like me," he said as he climbed up the same trail to her face, his lips glistening with the wetness of her pussy. "You're still going to take me to hell."
She loved the compliments and adjectives he attributed to her during sex. They made her feel more excited and more needy for him, and soon a greedy smile appeared on her face. "It should be criminal to look as wonderful as you do," those compliments contrasted with Crosby's hard cock playing with her entrance, rubbing against her sent shivers through her body and elicited low guttural moans from Sidney.
She could taste herself through Crosby's lips, it was so good. The lips, the hands massaging her breasts, the clothed cock aligned with her entrance and his heavy body on top of hers, she loved it so much.
Sidney wanted more, eating her with his lips wasn't enough, he needed to fill her with cum to claim her as his, he wanted to make her so dizzy with pleasure that she wouldn't even remember her own name.
Her body was totally his, and he could tell by the way she reacted involuntarily every time Sidney touched her, her legs opening instantly to receive him, her mouth to kiss him, and her chest heaving with every touch, her hips loving the collision against his. That was the effect he had on you.
Her mouth begged to have Sidney's cock inside her, it might not fit, but she begged for it and her hands were quick to capture it under the fabric.
He could only gasp, he would have waited for this all week.
Her mouth full of his cock, just the thought of that image made him cum.
The sight of you kneeling to take him was too much, it gave him more energy than a game won.
Your lips were shy at first, exploring his head, so sensitive that you could already hear the low murmurs coming from him, but then your hand began to massage him and soon you felt him throbbing, licking him like a cat along his length, your mouth trying to adorn every inch of him and tears began to well up in the corners of your eyes, it was too much, but you couldn't resist.
Your mouth refused to take Sidney in whole, you felt him throbbing against it and touching your throat, your pussy throbbed against the emptiness that sensation caused and you felt wet again.
Crosby's hands grabbed your hair in a tight ponytail, while your hands and lips worked on his cock.
He couldn't and didn't want to hold back his moans, he wanted you to hear what you were doing to him, the more guttural and hoarse they were, the more they excited you.
It didn't take long for his hard cock to melt in your mouth, your tongue playing with it, your hands, the wetness, and the way you gave him head overstimulated him.
"So good for me," you looked so ethereal there, kneeling before him with shining eyes, reddened and moist cheeks, and cum dripping from the corner of your mouth. There was no doubt about it, he was going to fuck you all night long, in every way he could possibly imagine.
Sidney's hands were side by side above your head and you leaned on them as he went deep inside you, it felt so good that you saw stars in paradise
And sex wasn't sex for Crosby if he couldn't enjoy your beautiful fucked-up face while he fucked you.
The sight of your gods, your breasts bouncing, your eyes rolling back, your lips red from biting them so much, his cord touching your face as he ate you out.
Sidney hadn't counted how many times you came on his cock, but he knew it was enough from the way your tired eyes stared at him, your mouth half open, too weak to close, you were at your limit, your breathing disordered and your legs too weak to react to him.
Your pussy was sticky and heavy, and he made sure to cum inside you repeatedly, but when he tried to pull out, you resisted.
"No, please," your fingers weakly held his forearm. You liked it when he was inside you. It was comfortable to be filled by him.
Sidney didn't move as you asked, but his body fell on top of you, heavy, hot, sweaty, and the best part, it was only yours.
His face fell on your breasts, you could hear his heart beating fast and his chest moving irregularly.
It was a mess, you, him, in fact, everything was, but it was his mess.
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