I can feel the weight of his head on my tits, his stubble rough against my soft skin. It’s a sensation that sends shivers down my spine, a mix of pleasure and power. I’m the one in control, the one teasing, and he knows it. His face is buried between my massive tits, and I can hear his muffled moans, a sound that makes my pussy throb with anticipation. I’m the hotwife, the one who knows how to drive him wild, and I’m loving every second of it.
What Does It Feel Like to Have Him Beg?
It feels like victory, like I’ve won a battle he didn’t even know he was fighting. His hands grip my waist, his fingers digging into my flesh as if he’s trying to hold on to something real. I can feel his desperation, his need, and it only fuels my desire to tease him more. I lean back, arching my back to press my tits even harder against his face, and he groans, a sound that vibrates through my body. I know he’s begging, begging for more, begging for release, but I’m not ready to give it to him yet. Not until I’ve had my fill of his submission.I shift slightly, feeling his breath hot against my skin, his tongue flicking out to taste me. It’s a tease, a promise of what’s to come, and it’s driving me wild. I can feel my nipples hardening, aching for his touch, but I don’t give in. Not yet. I want to draw this out, to make him suffer a little longer. I want to hear him beg, to hear him plead, to hear him admit that he’s mine, completely and utterly mine. And when he does, when he finally breaks, I’ll give him what he wants. I’ll give him everything.




