You having an orgasm that shakes you to your foundation. Above everything else in our intimate hatefuck sweat-filled session of cum, tears, and noises, this is my end game.
The harder you cum, the more I want to make you cum harder. Once more, but a little bit more intense.
Eat you with passion until you curl up and let go all at the same time. In my years, I have crafted this skill. No flicky-flicky tongue bullshit. I am diving all in, and your wetness will cover my face and soak my beard.
Fingering you with precision. G Spot, come and talk to me.
Flip the fuck out and as you buck your hips, kick, squirm, shout, and moan, my left-hand, square down on your stomach to keep you from getting away.
By the time I am inside your orgasms will have hit you from every direction. G spot taking a pounding with your clit under fire and your ass full with my fingers, bending you over and reaching around you just so I can hit every fucking button I can reach.
Collapse. It’s what I am after.
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