I just need to get this out of my system. 18+; mdni
Just imagine 69ing with Miche except you're not on top. He is. He's holding himself on his arms on either side of your hips, head dipped between your thighs as he drags his tongue over every inch of your pussy, wet kisses and loud slurping as he turns your cunt into a sloppy mess.
Meanwhile, you're choking on his cock, hot and hard, sliding in and out of your mouth. In and out of your throat. Your jaw hurts, and there are rivers of tears pouring from your eyes, but you don't mind all that much because you want him here. You feel so powerless, stuck on the bed as he uses you as a sleeve. You wouldn't be able to move if you wanted to.
Whenever you open your eyes, all you see are his balls, huge and promising. You think about how you want him to unload them, to come down your throat or on your face, wherever he wants to. But he isn't ready yet.
He just keeps fucking into you, grunting and groaning as he eats your pussy. Balancing on one strong arm, he curls his other so that he can stick a finger inside of you, curling it so that you open up for him, and when he adds another, you cry around his cock.
You can taste pre on your tongue whenever he pulls out, the fluid leaking from his tip and leaving a beautiful, bitter taste, and you claw at the back of his thighs. Spreading your own legs, you try to raise your hips and fuck yourself on his fingers. You can feel him smile against you before he starts sucking on your clit, and between that and the way he's choking you with his length, you come hard enough to make you sob.
Miche isn't done yet, keeps pistoning in and out of your wide open mouth. He doesn't mind the way your drool drips down the base of his cock and onto his balls, doesn't mind the clumsy swipes of your tongue. Eventually he straightens up and praises you, stroking over your neck and humming appreciatively. You're used to it, his thoughtful little noises.
What you're not used to is the way he squeezes, making your throat tighten even further around his length until you're thrashing on the bed. You cough and splutter and gag around him, barely hearing him when he warns you, "'m gonna come, baby, need you to swallow all of it, okay?"
Then, he's shooting down your throat in thick, hot lines. It's too much; it always is. But he still encourages, "Keep swallowing, just keep taking me just like that."
His hips slow. He stops shooting cum save for the occasional drop. But he doesn't pull out, just lets himself twitch and soften in your mouth.
When he does pull out, he flops down on the bed, turns to you wearing a lazy smile then tells you, "Okay, now sit on my face."
