Pleasure

Sun, 28 Jun 2026 10:50:34 +0000

His weight was a heavy, suffocating blanket on top of you. One hand was fisted in your hair, pressing your cheek into the mattress, while the other gripped your hip, holding you in place for his pleasure. His hard, clothed cock rutted relentlessly against the thin, soaked fabric of your panties. The friction was maddening, a constant, agonizing pressure directly on your clit that was just enough to keep you on the precipice, but never enough to push you over.