“Just relax, bub” you reach down to stroke his hair. You were now hovered over his face, his hands harshly gripping your thighs as he looked up at you.
“Are you sure? What if I’m not as good this way?” He asked, licking his lips as he looks at your bare folds in front of him.
“I sincerely doubt that,” you reply.
Of course, you were right. He knew exactly where to lick and nip and suck. You encouraged him by riding his face a bit, enough to encourage but not overwhelm. You were shocked when he pulled down on your thighs, bringing you closer. You pulled on his hair when he hit all the right spots and he’d stay on that spot longer whenever you did.
Could you elaborate on young!michael facesitting? I bet he’d be so enthusiastic and generally just stoked to have his face in between your thighs lmao. I am,,,wow wouldn’t that be great??
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