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I knew the night was going to be long with excitement The aggression with his hands made me go into a psychic phase I felt what his intentions were I saw how his hands prepared I tasted what he would put all over my body His soft, convincing words left me breathless; Ripping my top to use on my wrists, his plan was for me not to move A soft kiss that turned into bites; I had his bite marks all over my body His mouth tightened around my neck leaving hickies that continued to choke me I couldn’t move, but I didn’t want to move I wanted to stay tied up until he was finished with me Below my waist I was shaking His tongue was in control while his fingers followed My body weakened My eyes rolled back I felt breathless, and that my heart was under attack I felt it race from pleasure; Waiting for my body to welcome him inside I leaked where his face was As he waited for his tongue to go numb, And for his fingers to cramp up I lost my breath but he wouldn’t stop I showed him signs for him to climb on top An aggressive transition had me pinned down I waited for his belt to finally hit the ground I felt his hands grabbing at my waist; Pulling me closer so he can have his way The biggest breath made my throat dry Screaming in pleasure waiting to cry
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Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 12:13 PM UTC
Sexually Crying (rated r)
I knew the night was going to be long with excitement The aggression with his hands made me go into a psychic phase I felt what his intentions were I saw how his hands prepared I tasted what he would put all over my body His soft, convincing words left me breathless; Ripping my top to use on my wrists, his plan was for me not to move A soft kiss that turned into bites; I had his bite marks all over my body His mouth tightened around my neck leaving hickies that continued to choke me I couldn’t move, but I didn’t want to move I wanted to stay tied up until he was finished with me Below my waist I was shaking His tongue was in control while his fingers followed My body weakened My eyes rolled back I felt breathless, and that my heart was under attack I felt it race from pleasure; Waiting for my body to welcome him inside I leaked where his face was As he waited for his tongue to go numb, And for his fingers to cramp up I lost my breath but he wouldn’t stop I showed him signs for him to climb on top An aggressive transition had me pinned down I waited for his belt to finally hit the ground I felt his hands grabbing at my waist; Pulling me closer so he can have his way The biggest breath made my throat dry Screaming in pleasure waiting to cry
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Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 12:13 PM UTC
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