🧝🏼‍♀️Sprite Moves On🤫

One of our intense fights leading to him pushing me against a wall and kissing me deeply. Ripping my shirt at the neckline and sinking his teeth into my shoulder, marking me. Reminding me I belong to him.

Spinning me around to face the wall while he reaches under my skirt and yanks my thong down. Uses his body weight to pin me against the wall while he unzips and shoves his pants and boxers down.

His first thrust into me lifts me off my feet. He grabs my hip and shoulder to keep me from riding up that way, even moving me up and down on his cock to meet his thrusts.
Move this into the shower as the cum cannon just sent me a shot right before he goes in.
 
Since I didn’t have a cyberfuck partner right now (misfortune of needing to cum around everyone’s dinner time), I used porn. Unfortunately, my favorite site is a little dark and niche so I won’t share here. But in the future with a reputable site, sure.

I always want to nap after I cum.

I’m happy I could cum alone without picturing my former love for once. That’s why I’ve been holding out for partners. I picture them and not him when partnered, but when alone it’s been his face and it breaks my heart those times.
 
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