The body underneath me belongs to him. A man with high standards and harder features. Those which I enjoy at the moment. Strong muscles press into my fingers. Pubic hair tickles my nose. Veiny hardness touches my tongue. I worship all that beauty he brings to the table. But as I look up, all I see is you. You...watching me. You...turning me on. You...making me wet. Your watchful eyes are in control, guiding me with a lust...

From my point of view, I could see you devour him completely. The heat of the room became palpable as your eyes locked onto mine. You took in his glistening cockhead, the veins on his shaft and went down to his quivering balls. His size excited me unexpectedly, and it was beautiful to watch you swallow him over and over again. His hands were knotted in your beard, gripping your head tightly as he pounded away at your mout...

I need you to hold me, hold my head and make me look into your eyes while he takes my bum and makes me his. Yet with my eyes I want to be with you. My green pools are showing you my lust and passion as I tell you how big he feels inside of me. My mewls let you know how he stretches me, almost painfully yet so deliciously as he roughly and frantically fucks my tight little bum hole and gives me every pleasure possible. Thi...