Tag: reblog

About to get dressed for work when you brush past me rubbing that sexy little ass against me.   You knew what you were starting, placing your hands on the wall, running your bottom up the length of my shaft to get it throbbing.  You looked back with a playful smirk as I slapped it a few times then grabbed it and buried my cock in deep.   That whimper you make when your full with me.  I leaned back and watched you use my cock like you were starving for it.  “Go on baby, fuck it good, take my cum to keep you warm all day while I am at work” 

My fingers slowly circling your tender petals as you lean back against me.  Feeling your touch lay against my hand as I take my time stroking your aching core.  “Tell me what you crave” whispered to your ear as you whimper.  I know you are close my the sweet juices clinging to my fingertips and the way your hips begin to press.   “Does my pretty baby need to cum for me?” No words just a nod and bite against your lip as you feel it rush through your body and splash against our laced fingers.   

enclairobscur:

Miranda Kerr

She lay in bed waiting for him to get home, body clean and wet in anticipation of his touch.  The car is heard pulling into the drive, a door, heavy footsteps………he is coming.   A silhouette standing in the doorway as his smile widens seeing his beauty.  A slow tug on his tie as he moves to the bed, leans down and takes her mouth against his.   His strong rough hands moving gently over her skin as she rolls to her back and opens her legs.  He sees the soft pink damp and ready as his thick fingers brush across it then enter her.  She arches and whimpers with the aches of the long day now being satisfied.  He watches her wriggle and buck under his loving caress till she cries out and spills to his touch.   A slow pull out and raise of his hand lets him taste just how sweet his baby is today. 

nichotina:

© Photo: Nicola De Luigi

This is my work, please don’t remove credits.

(An incredibly talented photographer whom I have followed for about 7 years now.  His work is beauty and inspiration to all)

I undress you slowly yet leave the fish net on.  My large hands run along your curves then lightly press on your back as you bend and hold on.  Ripping them slowly from your body as you anticipate my continued touch.   You bite your lip and turn asking “Don’t you like me wearing them for you sir?” 

I tear them open more “I love them on you almost as much as I love tearing them from your perfect body.”