Nikto who fucks you on all fours, nice and slow so the fleshy crown of his prick grazes that sweet spot inside your cunt.
He’ll pull all the way out, so just the tip of his cock rests flush inside you, watching the way you flutter for him, knees shaking, before he sinks languorously deep, bottoming out until his heavy balls slap hard against your clit.
It’s so devious, how he revels in you struggling to hold yourself together, starstruck and dampened lashes pressed into your pillow. Rapturous, he toys with your arousal, tugs it this way and that between his fingers until you’re gasping, limp, silken with it and desperate for a release.
A master puppeteer. Devoted to his art.
Intermittently he stops, slides his twitching cock from the clutch of your pussy and spreads you wide from the back. He eats you out proudly there, damaged mouth curling against the swollen flesh, forearms locked around your thighs so you can’t squirm when he swipes his tongue across your tighter, puckered hole.
Only when you’re melting under his intensity does he stop. The grunts between your legs cease, his spit left pooling and wanton in the seams of your ass and cunt, so wet it would be shameful if you had any shame left to offer him.
A thick wrist makes its way around your waist, rough palm holding you up against him, the coarse, dark hair on his stomach pressing on your lower back as his slicked lips find the shell of your ear. You feel his cock hard and jutting against your clit, not nearly enough pressure, brushing it teasingly until you buck.
You grind against the heaviness of his shaft until he laughs, low and rasping in the thick of his throat.
“What is it you are wanting little one…? You tell us.”
“Need to come.” Gasping, you can’t reach that peak yourself, it’s entirely within his paws, the power entirely at his leisure to give you.
“Ahh but Solnishko…we are not finished yet.” Nikto’s breath is warm, his teeth making indents on the skin of your shoulders. “You are not enjoying it? Impatient, always wanting your finish, this is not a virtue we think?”
He pauses, seemingly thinking it through. Then runs his free hand along the cleft of your ass, landing a sharp slap there that makes you whimper.
“Ask us again with tears…then we will see hmm?”
