Ready for your cum
You can't take your eyes off those big tits, full and heavy, practically daring you to lose control.
You feel the pull of wanting before a single word is spoken — something raw moves through your chest and lower, urgent and unmistakable. You recognize that particular hunger, the kind that empties your mind of anything reasonable.
You already know exactly how this ends. You can picture your finish painting warm across that waiting skin, claimed and deliberate. You want to give every last drop, and the look aimed back at you makes absolutely certain you will.



