Billyomahamama - Another Day In Fantasy Land

littlebitsoflust:

delectabledeviants:

When you have the power, the lead, the moment.

You know what your tight hand is doing.

You can feel is as his breathing fights with his moans and you’re adoring being the villain behind the battle. 

Wanting him there upon that cusp, to push him, yet not to.

To keep him within the aspect of him fucking back harder against your hand. But that’s against the rules. You let go. Throw him a naughty look. Spank his cock a little. Play again at your own pace.

All of his previous dominance you’ve stolen. He wants to cum, but you own the moment. You wonder if when he gets carried away and fucking against your fist again, if that spank upon his cock might make him cum violently. Of not even touching him and watching his cock pulse of it’s own accord, his sticky sin everywhere, the look in his eyes, rapid fire breathing, the loud of his cries.

If he tries to reach for his cock, you should spank it lightly again. See if he cum s all the harder, all the more. That you own the moment. And the lesson is yours to teach.

littlebitsoflust:

ive dreamed of doing this to you. feeling you throb in my hand. you moaning into my mouth as i squeeze you. taking you to the edge over and over again. would you like that dearest? 

ridingwild:

she longed for those nights

when she became his little fuck pony

his fists in her maned reins

his bucking hips driving that hot spike

over and over into her back sopping wall

and every now and then, he’d drop one side

and spur her on with a hot hand

on her galloping arched flanks

this kind of fucking she could wallow in

ten times a day

ridingwild:

she rendered him senseless

holding his mind spin in rabid hypnosis

as she kissed and slid about his aching cockhead

with her steaming full-flushed labial smile

then lifting off, she hovered yet again

awaiting his ultimate feral plea….

she owned him in this moment

and he happily ceded his will 

and his stellar smitten heart

to the wild goddess above