SV5 ; thought.
Whenever Sebastian isn't terrorising his teammate Mark, he's playing, and if he's not, he's probably shoving his dick into ur pussy again.
Besides being a driver, your boyfriend, sebastian, spends a ridiculous amount of time playing video games, on a console, a Play Station, or an XBOX. Doesn't matter. He just wants to play his silly games.
"That's it. Look at you. Pathetic.." Sebastian is mumbling dirty words as he thrusts into you, moans escaping ur mouth whenever he did. His head is tilted back at the familiar feeling of you squeezing him oh so tightly, his hand that isn't scrunching the roots of your hair is gripping the side of your hip, leaving the red mark of his hand there.
Soft mumbles – more like whines – left your mouth.
"Seb— 'm.. so close, fuck—"
Your words dissolved onto more moans, louder ones as you clenched around him, your hips stuttering gently as his thrusts grew erratic, his own moans growing louder – because, he's definitely a vocal one. –
Finally, his pelvis pressing hard against your crotch, moaning as he shot hot spurts of jizz inside you, moaning a tiny "Hurensohn...", his eyebrows furrowing deeply as he tried to catch his breath. You're there, now a mess, laid on bed, your face buried in the pillow, breathing heavily.
"Good stuff, Schön." Sebastian mumbled, pulling out of you, his cum dripping on your thighs shortly after he did.
After a quick wipe and putting his boxers back in, you found your boyfriend, grabbing the Play Station joystick, the sound of the machine humming filling the heated room. Of course he would pull out of you and go back to playing.
Motherfucker.