Spit

July 27

The way he’ll be deep inside, scissoring his fingers in your cunt, hovering and panting over you, pathetically observing every single facial expression you make, attempting to burn it inside his mind so he’ll never forget how pretty you look whilst he makes you feel good, and it’s only when a little bit of drool comes out from the corner of your lips that he thinks of how… hotter it’d be if it was his own spit flowing through you, so he smears the drool all over your lips and starts stuttering all needy like “can I— fuck… sp—“ and he stops himself because he’s scared you’ll be grossed out :(( but you can’t seem to let it go. Constantly breathlessly asking him what he wanted to say and begging him to continue his sentence… so he finally gives in and asks you; “can I spit in your mouth?” “O— only if you fucking want me too, I’m not gonna be fucking gross about it an—“ and he feels you clench around his finger as soon as you hear him talk and he fucking parts his mouth pathetically and looks at you soooo desperate and needy, and you open your mouth slightly to help him and stick your tongue out… and the little clear glob comes out sooo so slowly and he whimpers as soon as he sees you swirl it around your mouth and when you swallow it he groans so loudly he feels like he almost might cum on your thigh.