dude nat is SO desperate for strap it's crazy. wanna kiss her real nice after making her cry from fucking her too good.
dude oh my GOD yes!!!!! anon read my mind :3
she’s all tough shit, big talk.
‘dude, come on. i can take it. s’what? i’ve had dick before. not a huge deal. c’mon.’
the second you actually deliver though? with a strap? oh she’s a writhing, babbling mess.
‘oh’m’god- i can’t- can’t- fuck, baby, s’good, so good-‘
and then— there’s tears. tears, coming from natalie scatorccio. the pleasure crashes over her in tremendous waves, hitting her like a bus, because she’s never had anyone hit the spots you know how to.
you lean down, capturing her lips into a sweet (and salty, a mid of those tears) kiss, cus of course we fuck missionary in this house! , and cup her cheek to wipe away her tears with your thumbs, your free hand pushing her thigh closer to her stomach to grant you further access to her waterlogged cunt, to which she grasps and claws at your wrist like a lifeline.
to say you’ve successfully dumbed and reduced natalie down into a quivering mess of wails is a severe understatement. to say it would be the last time would be a downright lie.
