I know the look you get when you see me walk into the room. It’s the same every week… restrained, hungry, loving the way you take control of me. I let the door close softly behind me and give you a slow smile, the kind that promises trouble without spelling it out. I like watching you unravel before a single touch happens.
By the time I speak again, my voice is lower, warmer, sliding into your head with ease. I will be the best Cum Filled Cunt after you’re done with me, and tonight it lands differently… heavier, more personal, like it belongs to this moment alone. I let it hang there, knowing exactly what it does to you.
This hotel room smells like money and anticipation. Clean sheets, dim lights, the quiet hum of a place where no one interrupts. I move closer dripping wet, unhurried, letting my presence do the work. I don’t need to rush… you didn’t come here for speed. You came here to feel wanted, chosen, undone.
I take my time peeling away layers, not just clothes but composure. My hands guide, tease, claim without saying a word. I keep eye contact longer than necessary because that’s where the real power lives. I want you aware of every decision, every second you’re slipping deeper into me, not wanting to pull out.
There’s nothing transactional about this part. This is where fantasy and familiarity blur. I let myself react, let pleasure show, let you feel like this isn’t just something you’re taking… It’s something we’re building together. The room grows warmer, heavier, full of breath and loud moans with aggressive sounds that don’t need explanation.
When it finally crests, it’s intense and unguarded. I don’t pull away. I don’t soften it. I let the moment finish exactly where it’s meant to, leaving you spent and stunned, like you’ve been emptied of everything except satisfaction. I stay still for a beat after, letting the weight of it settle.
Afterward, I stretch out beside you, skin warm, energy calm and satisfied. I trace lazy lines, grounding you back into yourself. Tomorrow, your balls will be polished again… composed, completely drained. But tonight, you got to lose that edge completely.
And I’ll remember the look on your face when you did, after you cum all over my pussy, leaving me with the messiest creampie a slut like me could ever dream of.
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