thigh riding with nanami😮💨
talking off those lace panties with his teeth, kissing your clit he asks you to sit down on his thigh. bare pussy already wet that stimulates as soon as you make contact with the fabric of his trousers.
You let out a soft whimper, unable to form a response as his hands control the rhythm, dragging you against his thigh in slow, deliberate motions. The friction is perfect—just enough to keep you teetering on the edge.
"Don’t stop. I want to see you lose control."
You feel the wet fabric catch, dragging against your sensitive bud, and it’s enough to make you moan. Every movement left a damp, sticky trail on his thigh. Legs trembling growing tired of chasing your high so he gently bounces his legs to test the water and oh what wonders it did for you. He could tell it felt like the pads of his fingers tapping your clit.
"Keep going. Let me hear those pretty sounds."
"Don’t hold back. I want to feel you fall apart for me." he continues to whisper the filthiest things about what he would do to you if you came on his thigh. His calm demeanor was such a contrast to his dirty mouth.
The rewards making you work harder on your release. With one final roll of your hips, it hits. The pressure snaps and a choked moan escapes your lips. Your movements start to slow, hands on his shoulders for support. Nanami only grew harder and could feel you clenching.
As he loves to tease you, one hand goes down to pinch your clit, rolling them around his fingers making you jump and cry out as it was getting too much. He only laughs finding you adorable.