Savoring Your Want of Me (Part III)

bed boy

You continue to move your cock inside of me.

My body responds and I sway with you.

Our motions hasten.

Put your lips on my neck.

And suck.

Hard.

Leave your mark on me.

As I ride the crest of my orgasm,

Scratch painted nails down your back.

Your body spasms, but not from pain.

My hands seek your hair and my lips light on your neck.

I say your name with such delight it almost scares you.

I tell you to never,

Stop…Fucking…Me…

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