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Well….. I’m waiting…

More than once!

You’re lying on your back for me, completely naked, looking like the perfect little canvas for what I need to do to you. Your body is stretched out, your legs slightly apart, your skin flushed and glistening from how worked up I’ve already gotten you. Your eyes stay locked on me, desperate, hungry, waiting.

I stand over you, stroking myself hard, the tension in my body tight, every movement deliberate as I work myself closer and closer to release. You lift your head just a little, your mouth open, tongue out, ready for me. God, you look perfect like that.

“Keep your eyes on me,” I growl, my voice rough and low. “You’re about to take all of me.”

You whimper softly, your hips shifting, like you can’t help yourself, like just watching me this way is making you ache for me again. I grip my cock tighter, pumping faster now, my breathing ragged as I look down at you—your perfect tits rising and falling, your lips parted, your eyes wide and needy.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I groan, my body tensing. “You’re mine. All of this is for you, baby.”

The moment hits fast and hard. I let out a sharp groan as the first hot stream of cum shoots out, landing across your chest, streaking over your soft skin. You gasp, lifting your head higher, trying to catch it in your mouth like the good girl you are.

I pump harder, releasing more, watching it splatter across your perfect tits, your stomach, even your neck. You tilt your head up further, your tongue sticking out, begging for more, and I aim for your face, groaning as the next thick spurt hits your cheek, your lips, dripping down toward your mouth.

You close your eyes for a second, letting it hit you, then open them again, looking straight at me as you lick your lips, tasting me. That sight—your face messy with my cum, your tongue darting out to catch more—nearly makes me explode again.

I keep stroking until the last few drops spill out, dripping onto your stomach. My chest heaves as I look down at you, my perfect girl lying there completely covered, your skin glistening, your lips parted as you lick the last of me off them.

“God, you look so fucking good like this,” I whisper, leaning down to run my fingers through the mess on your chest, smearing it over your soft skin. “You’re perfect. My perfect little cum-covered toy.”