Fill My Gaping Holes

Abbie’s eyes are wide with that unmistakable hunger, the kind that makes her whole face look like she’s already tasting him. Blonde hair falls over her shoulders while she waits, lips parted, for Thommy to step in. He’s thick, and he’s already hard when she takes him. Her mouth stretches around him first, warm and wet, and she works him like she’s been waiting all day for the weight of it on her tongue. When he’s ready she turns, offers herself, and that perfect little ring opens around the head of his cock. He pushes in, slow at first, then deeper, and the stretch shows every time he bottoms out. Her breath catches on each thrust, and the wet sound of it fills the room while she takes every inch until he’s moving harder, giving her exactly what she asked for.