Wet Slippery Facesitting – Drink it all, Slave Boy!

Wet Slippery Facesitting – Drink it all, Slave Boy!

The soft cushion of Carmen’s ass pressed firmly against my face as she ground herself down, smothering me and initiating a wet slippery facesitting session. I inhaled the scent of her arousal, as my cock grew harder with each breath. That’s the way it always started. She would send me a picture of her pussy lips and I would come running, more than ready to pleasure her.

Carmen wrapped her fingers in my hair and pulled me closer, grinding her pussy against my mouth. She’d always loved raunchy wet slippery facesitting, and it was one of her favorite things to do. I flicked my tongue against her clit, earning a moan of approval. I loved how responsive she was to my touch, and how easily I could bring her pleasure.

“You’re so good,” she purred, her voice filled with a mix of dominance and affection that made my heart race.

“I know how much you love wet slippery facesitting. Just keep doing what you’re doing.”

I moaned into her cunt as the vibrations sent shivers down her spine. She let out a low groan and bucked her hips against me, fucking my face with an urgency that told me she was close.

I reached up to grab onto her ass, helping to pull her even closer as I continued to devour her pussy.

My cock throbbed with need, begging for attention that I knew would come once she’d finished using me for her pleasure with wet slippery facesitting.

With one final thrust of her hips, she came hard against my tongue. Her body shook with the force of her orgasm, and I held onto her tightly, not wanting to let go until she had fully ridden out the waves of pleasure.

Then she finally pulled away from me as she turned around to face me on the bed. I was wet with all sorts of fluids. Wet slippery facesitting with her always rendered me her slave, especially when she had a naughty cream pie or two inside her from a kinky BBC orgy.

The hunger in her eyes was unmistakable as she crawled towards me like a predator stalking its prey.

“Now it’s your turn,” she said in a low growl. Then she crashed our lips together in a kiss that left me breathless.

Her hands roamed over my body, exploring every inch of my skin as if she were committing it to memory. She knew exactly how to touch me, where to kiss and bite and lick to drive me wild with desire.

Soon my clothes were discarded on the floor. I was completely at her mercy. She tied my wrists to the bedposts with a pair of silk scarves and secured them tightly.

I thought she might climb on top of me again, as she might’ve been ready for another round of wet slippery facesitting. But then she straddled my waist as she ran her hands up and down my chest. Her touch sent shivers down my spine as I squirmed beneath her, eager for more.

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