Dirty Love

I don’t mind missionary but that’s best left for aftercare, whilst basking in the afterglow of his love, post watching the way he elicites multiple orgasms as they slip past my quivering cherry pink hot lips, and tumble all over his salty sea of need.  
 
He loves to watch the way my lips stretch around the width & length of him until I’m glistening, and he’s pulsating, and the way he watches as he pierces my whole being leaves me breathless, and I want more of him in the depths of me, whilst riding his tidal wave of inconsistent e-motions.
 
Filling me entirely with his rock hard devotion for hours on end until I’m swollen, sore and entirely red raw, gaping & gushing for more of his love and the his body speaks to mine in a language only we understand, whilst triggering a cascading flow of love & lust that makes my bare cunt ache.
 
When he pulls & pinches my hardened nips before milking me with his hot mouth, until I’m trembling and shaking, drifting in & out of consciousness as he fills me ever so deeply, knuckle deep with his face buried in my thighs as his hot breath sears my swollen clit as he traces his name upon my splayed flesh, with his heavenly tongue.
 
He pushes his fingers methodically into me until his entire hand breaks the seal, whilst watching the way my flow squirts and I’m shaking violently from the way his kiss crushes me as he leaves me gaping & aching, forevermore wanting more of his love to fill me deeply as I whisper how filling his hand feels, whilst lodged wrist deep in my cunt as the cool air invades my gape, post gripping his hand as slips beyond my grip.  
 
There’s always a first for everything…