Jul 8
A man on his knees for me, his hips in the air just the way I like.
I’m mercilessly fucking his ass and watching as he shakes - trying to hold the position I’ve told him to.
His hand’s on his cock, and I’m not going to stop pounding behind him until he’s sprayed his cum all over the sheets. He’s been caged all day, poor thing - I’m sure he’s so sensitive it’s sending him insane.
The moans - a symphony
His body - a study in artistry
His begging - beautiful music
That bite mark on one perfect cheek?
A reminder that he’s mine.
