"shit—i got a cramp" for nanteo 👀
Mateo is fantastic at eating pussy. It's not something Nancy really thinks is up for debate. And, not only is he good at it, he loves it. And he's patient with it, too- it doesn't matter to him that Nancy, no matter how hard either of them tries, can't come in less than half an hour. He seems to take it as a fun challenge to make her come, unlike any other man she'd been with before (And she does want to cry when she thinks about that, sometimes; with women, she came almost every time, but Mateo is the first man she's fucked who bothers to ensure she never has to go without an orgasm. He's perfect.)
Which is why, after a long shift, theyre winding down on Nancy's sofa together, with her legs tossed over his shoulders and his face buried between her thighs.
They've been going at it for almost half an hour, with Mateo switching regularly between his fingers, his tongue, and his dick, and fuck, she's right there,
And suddenly, all sensation stops as Mateo pulls away, his mouth leaving her pussy and his fingers leaving her clit.
"Shit- I got a cramp," Mateo whines, face scrunched up in discomfort as he pokes his tongue out. "Tongue cramp."
She's not quite sure if she wants to slap him, or laugh, or cry. All three, probably. She needed that today!
"Mateo, please?" she begs instead, brain far too fried from Mateo's pussy-eating skills to say anything else.
"Fuck," Mateo whispers, squeezing his eyes shut. He can worry about the cramp later.
Send me a prompt and a ship!