Malicious Lullaby
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
- Location
- On my knees, in between his legs.
Her hand slid up around the back of his head, grabbing a fistful of hair and gripping it hard as he showed very little mercy where her breasts were concerned. Not that she minded, no, Ishika actually really loved it. This man, this brute, this...Lucius had such a feral and animalistic quality to him, the kind that didn’t mind losing control, the kind that had no reason to hold back and it was exactly what she needed. She kept his face close to her chest, without suffocating him of course, and let herself become accustomed to his thick girth. Never had she been stretched like this but man, she wanted to be more often.
Releasing his hair and her hold, she slid her hands down his chest, nails raking over his taut flesh and she sighed deeply, lifting herself up slowly where her breath exhaled shakily. With a soft whimper, Ishika pushed down on him again and groaned deeply, her head tilting back, the ends of her hair tickling her lower back. She did it again and again, until she was riding his cock at a soft tempo, not too fast but not too slow.
Her nails raked up to his shoulders and she pushed him back and captured his lips with such a heated passion as she moaned, it was like she devoured him in the kiss. Ishika rode him faster, her pussy stretching around him each time she pushed herself down and soon she felt a deeper satisfaction at the sound of skin slapping against skin. He felt amazing inside of her and while this was more than she ever had, she needed more. She was high on his musk, on the scent of sex permeating the air, on his thick and massive cock filling her each time she slammed down. Soon her moans turned into cries of pleasure as absolute lust and pleasure consumed her.
Releasing his hair and her hold, she slid her hands down his chest, nails raking over his taut flesh and she sighed deeply, lifting herself up slowly where her breath exhaled shakily. With a soft whimper, Ishika pushed down on him again and groaned deeply, her head tilting back, the ends of her hair tickling her lower back. She did it again and again, until she was riding his cock at a soft tempo, not too fast but not too slow.
Her nails raked up to his shoulders and she pushed him back and captured his lips with such a heated passion as she moaned, it was like she devoured him in the kiss. Ishika rode him faster, her pussy stretching around him each time she pushed herself down and soon she felt a deeper satisfaction at the sound of skin slapping against skin. He felt amazing inside of her and while this was more than she ever had, she needed more. She was high on his musk, on the scent of sex permeating the air, on his thick and massive cock filling her each time she slammed down. Soon her moans turned into cries of pleasure as absolute lust and pleasure consumed her.