moans

Riding the suction dildo on the tile, steady bounce, breasts in motion, then I catch your eye and bite my lip. Wet rhythm, no music—just me taking what I need.

Arching back, grinding into the cushions, whispering things I shouldn't. Get that cock out, I won't tell. Watch me bounce.

Everything I make lately is fucking weird or broken as hell. Frustrating

Watching myself take every inch, that stretch as he pushes deeper. Thighs shaking, hips chasing it — can't get enough.

Watching her take me from behind — she's arching into every thrust, glancing back with that look. Bedside light catching her skin, the wet rhythm filling the room.

Warm light on her skin, her hips meeting every thrust — that glance back over her shoulder undoes me. The sound of us is all I need.