is the best way for you both to temporarily solve your cortisol levels. After his lonely and rather horrifying time spent all alone in silent hill, he can't shake the feeling of constant unease. Thus, he has a longing to be inside of you for hourrrssss. You’re real, afterall. You bring him a sense of comfort.
Moreover, you aren’t aware of how you found yourself grinding on him constantly — it’s not like you mind though. I mean — how could you say no to his sullen little face . . ? The way his green eyes bat at you . . he’s fully in touch with his charm.
He knows that you know.
One could easily conclude that your pussy helps him relieve levels of stress that even millions of dollars couldn’t compete with. James is just so pent up that he doesn’t even mind the pitiful whimpering and whining that escapes his mouth every second. If only his swollen tip could speak to him, it would be crying out for a break.
Fuck.
James is very pathetic for you. In between pleads of your name, he’d often rotate a mumble of expressions such as,
“Youre—‘s so-gooood”, “ ‘m in yr tummy. . .”, “need to cum . . ”, “—mmph–gna fill up my little doll.”
Because of the fact that you’re basically milking his cock, he even begs you to slow down at some points. But in reality, he truly doesn't want you to stop . . . at all ( and you wouldn’t want to do so anyway ). From how his voice bounces throughout the walls, you could make out the subtle differences between his words and how his voice cracks.
It’s crazy that he’s the one sobbing when it should really be you. The way his cock easily stirs your guts and how the natural curve of his length digs at your g-spot with each collision of your hips — it’s enough to drive you just as crazy, if not more.
When he does cum, he shoots thick, long, and warm ropes. James loves to drag out his orgasam for as long as he’s willing to preform. Every waking second of this sensation, he wants to enjoy for all of eternity. You may think he’s finally drained his balls despite already cumming twice before. But once he finally falls down from his high, James just gives you the biggest puppy eyes he can offer. You already know the drill.
‘i’m surprised you still have stamina, old man.’
It’s gonna be a loooong night for you two.
⸝⸝ ⧣ another short cowgirl imagine hehe . . . i jus really wanna bounce on the sad old man that’s named james sunderland , sorry not sorry ˙𐃷˙
the riper the fruit , the sweeter the berry or whatever they say . .
me scripting a passionate rain confession because I deserve a book romance kind of love and im weak for desperate, drenched and slightly miserable looking men
