Looking down at him you could see his flushed cheeks and tousled hair. You had your fingers threaded in his hair. Initially, you had been afraid of pulling too tight. You didn’t wanna hurt him or make him thing he was doing something wrong.
“Keep going, sweet boy,” you sighed as he moaned against you, gripping your thighs tighter. He brought his hand down on your ass, knowing how much you loved the sting of his rings on your skin.
He gave your center a firm lick before looking up at you, face wet with your arousal. He was seeking your validation, “Does it feel good?” He asked, looking up with wide eyes. He so desperately wanted your approval.
“Yes,” you moaned, lowering yourself on his face, “Don’t stop until I say,”
He nodded against you, whimpering when you pulled his hair to redirect his attentions. All he wanted was for you to pet his hair and tell him how good he was for you. But he knew he had to earn it and with the way he was suckling at your clit and gripping your thighs to move against his face, you knew he was desperate to hear you praise him.
Can we pls get some sub mikey and some face riding 😩
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