greedygoongirl: jukeboxemcsa:This was always Letty’s favorite part. She’d stopped hold
greedygoongirl: jukeboxemcsa: This was always Letty’s favorite part. She’d stopped holding Rose almost a full minute ago, no longer hooking her legs around the other woman’s ankles and pinning her waist with her left arm to keep her from rising from the bed. No, she was just sitting there, one hand cupping Rose’s sensitive breast and the other three fingers deep in Rose’s sopping pussy. And Rose hadn’t noticed. Letty gave Rose a deep, soul-searing kiss and watched Rose’s eyes go vacant and unfocused for a long moment before returning to reality. She made a half-hearted attempt to get up, but Letty was able to sap her determination with just a casual flick of Rose’s throbbing clit. Within seconds, the strength left Rose’s legs and her motions settled into a slow, needy thrust against Letty’s hand. “That’s my good girl,” Letty said, her voice low and soothing like a sensual lullaby. “Don’t listen to your thoughts, sweetheart, just listen to your pussy. Your hot little cunt wants you to lie back and relax for me, and you can’t argue with all that pleasure. You can’t argue with all that lust. You can’t argue with your pussy, Rose.” Letty sank her fingers up to the knuckle with every ‘can’t, teasing away Rose’s resistance with every thrust and whispered word. “Can’t…argue…” Letty could tell that Rose didn’t even know what she was saying anymore. She was agreeing with the firm, loving tone of command in Letty’s voice and the fierce, erotic tingling in her wet pussy, but the words were just going in one ear and out the other. Letty watched Rose’s eyes go unfocused again, her stare becoming fixed and unseeing as she went inside her own mind and lost herself in arousal. She wasn’t seeing, she wasn’t thinking, she wasn’t struggling. Just the way Letty wanted her. “That’s right, pretty girl,” Letty cooed, watching Rose’s lips spread into a dreamy, mindless smile as she surrendered to the bliss. “Can’t argue with your pussy, Rose, and your pussy loves the way I’m touching it. So you must love it too. You love the way I’m touching you, and you’ll always want more.” “…more, please…” Letty heard the naked desperation in Rose’s voice, and she responded by fingering Rose even harder. Letty’s hand pumped in and out of Rose’s soaking pussy, saturating her panties with moisture until Letty could see the growing wet spot on Rose’s shorts. Letty smiled in triumph. She had her girl just where she wanted her. “That’s it, Rose,” Letty purred, “that’s it exactly, pretty girl. Your pussy always wants more of my touch, and you can’t argue with my pussy. Any time you look at me, listen to me, think of me, your pussy will remind you how good this feels and how much you want me, and your mind will just soften into sweet, sticky obedience as you think about how nice it feels to please me.” She slowed her thrusts, giving each one a hard, forceful push like an exclamation point on her sentences. “You. Want. To. Please. Me.” “Please you yes please you please please you please oh fuck please!” Rose quivered in Letty’s embrace, so close to orgasm, needing barely the slightest touch to send her over the edge. Letty had never seen anything so beautiful. “Good girl,” Letty whispered, leaning in close and nuzzling her lips along Rose’s jaw. “Cum.” And as Rose whimpered and squealed, her desire gushing out onto Letty’s fingers, all Letty could think of was how much fun it was going to be to do it all over again. (Like these captions? Want to see more? Visit www.patreon.com/Jukebox to find out how!) I want to be Rose fuck my clit wants to be rubbed until my mind breaks -- source link