#cod simon riley

[konigsblog]

riding simon riley's thighs... 💦

you can't deny that simon is tempting. you feel drawn towards him when you're horny, your stomach tightening with euphoria despite not being in a relationship with him. it's just a silly work crush, you continuously tell yourself.

although simon notices your lustful gaze and the delirium causing you to rub your soft thighs together. fuck, he'd love to bend you over in front of everyone and fuck you until you're a shaking mess, mercilessly driving his broad, thick hips into your tight rear. he has to focus, you're just a little distraction in need of some release, looking so pent up and tense around simon.

you can smell simon's cologne on his clothes, the scent familiar and prominent, your face forced into the crook of his nape. he's working on reports while guiding your hips back and forth. you barely even remember how you got yourself into this position, just a dumb little private getting off using your lieutenant's brute body. you can feel simon's bulge, palming him over his military-issued trousers gently, the outline of his boner causing your cunt to drool with pleasure.

simon's firm grip leaves indents along your tight ass. you're barely coherent as you babble out something stupid, begging for permission to come through whines and mewls. you're so obedient, always looking to please him. simon wonders how far he can take it, until he turns you into a cock drunk, whiney fleshlight for him to use 24/7. you leave a wet patch along his thigh from your damp panties, trembling with ecsasty as your orgasm rushes through your tired body.

he'll make sure you take care of the mess you've created, by spreading his muscular thighs, guiding your head down his lengthy cock instead this time.

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[metallictastinglifesupportliquid]

Price: Where did you get that bruise? Simon: *flashback to walking into a wall while looking at pictures of Y/N* Simon: I'm in a gang, Captain

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[emmster]

Praying this doesn’t get filtered

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[starzshopoflove]

Who's your daddy? (Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader)

Notes: fem reader! sfw mostly ,literally just me projecting onto the reader, reader is kind of a pervert drabble! This will be multi part if you guys want!! (WC:550)

Simon does his best to be as involved in his son's life while off deployment, with the little guy living with his uncle Soaps mom and sisters while his dads gone. It's always the little things he wishes his dad did when he was younger. His worst fear is being anything like his own father 

This man is literally superdad, present at every PTA meeting he can be, makes cupcakes for the class on his son's birthday, every little league game, pick up and drop off, anything and everything he can do he will 

His son will babble mindlessly about anything because well,, he's 4 that's what children do. So Simon doesn't process much of it as actual information, more like vague “hms” “that's nice' ' and “ah oh really?”. Now when his son started to repeatedly bring up this “Miss” Simon assumed that he’s made a friend at school which made him pretty happy since he never had many when he was younger. It sounded dumb but he just assumed Miss was short for Missy or whatever kid name  

Casual asks of “How was school” being met with his boy saying “Miss gave me a sticker today” or “Miss made cookies today”. So you can imagine his surprise when he saw a random woman in the most lung collapsing sundress and cardigan holding his son looked at him and smiled while his son just waved and cheered. 

Simon is guilty of occasionally being late for pick ups but usually his boy is inside safe in the lobby so seeing you holding him would be more stressful if he wasn't a tank of a man that could maim an entire army single handedly, especially when you were literally basking in sunlight holding his child in a flowy pink floral sundress with a crochet cardigan, I mean seriously don't you know its a crime to stop traffic 

“Hi! Hi daddy! Miss waited with me for you, see!” Handing off the little guy to his dad you were also choking up, you became a teacher to help children learn not to ogle at their dads, but my god did it make up for your criminally low salary. The sight of a giant man in those loose worn out jeans, that tight white shirt stretched over his muscles bulging out of the fabric, and those eyes that look like they could melt you.

You could already feel the blush creeping off your neck and honestly you prayed to god with all your might that you could run back into your car, turn the AC on blast and fan whatever blush was on your face off. “You must be Mister Riley right? Hunter is a pleasure to have in class” You know what else would be a pleasure? Your di-

“Im sure he is” Oh fuck that accent you could practically feel your knees buckling just imagine how much better it would sound saying “You’re alright girl” all deep and gravelly while hes nibbling on your ear 

Needless to say Simon started showing up to pickups more often and you slowly started wearing shorter sundresses.

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[dixonsgirl93]

You take out your little tin of Vaseline, taking a small amount on your finger and bringing it to your lips. You feel Simon Riley’s large presence walk up to you. He leans one hand against the wall. He’s standing so close you could almost see his pupils expand a little when you looked up into them.

Your heart racing, you hold his gaze and rub your finger over your lips. Dip into the tin, back onto your lips. You rub your lips together.

“Can I have some?” Ghost’s gruff voice rumbles from beneath his mask.

“You want lip balm?” You ask, somewhat incredulous. He didn’t seem like the type.

He merely nods, never talking his eyes off yours.

“Okay.” You say, the word sounding more like a question. He lifts his mask just above his mouth. You go to hand over the tin. His hand comes out but instead of taking the tin, they find your chin, gently gripping you and pulling you closer. His lips land on yours, firm but a lot gentler than you were expecting.

He pulls back, rubbing his lips together. You blush furiously.

“Thanks, love.” He mumbles, pulling his mask back down. He walks away then as if nothing just happened.

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[cyberfreaky]

ur fave as a big, burly man w/ a dad bod <33

he’ll have you in prone bone, the weight of his body heavy on top of you as he fucks you slow and deep. the pudge of his tummy would lay upon the small of your back, while he left wet kisses across the back of your neck.

“mm, that’s it…f—fuck...” he’d grunt in your ear, making you whine in response. “takin’ me so well, baby. so fuckin’ good.” his thick, girthy cock was stretching your pussy out, your hole gripping his dick each time he pulled out and slammed right back into you.

your head fell between your shoulders, the feeling of being crushed on the bed made you feel dizzy. your whimpers and babbles didn’t go unnoticed, it was music to his ears as he began to roll his hips a little harder. his breathing was staggered and heavy, melodically mixing with the squeaking of the bed.

you were rendered speechless as your orgasm pulled on your core, about to send you over the edge with a few more sloppy and languid thrusts. he felt your slick cunt tightening around his dick, his heavy balls slapping tirelessly against your clit. it was impossible for either of you to hold off any longer.

his moans resembled a growl almost, as you both reached your climax. you’d cry out as he stuffed your pussy, thick, hot spurts of his cum filling you up to the brim. he’d continue leaving sloppy kisses across your shoulder blades, beads of his sweat dripping onto your warm skin. he was absolutely spent, but he couldn’t pull out just yet.

it wouldn’t take long before he’d fall on top of you. he tried his hardest not to suffocate your smaller body, caging you between his big, bulky arms. he’d breathlessly rut into you slowly, fucking his seed deeper and deeper inside you.

— simon (ghost) riley, jake sully, könig

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[ceilidho]

ok but Ghost who realizes how much his size turns you on and then can’t keep himself from emphasizing it whenever you’re around. Spreads his thighs when he’s sitting to take up more space. Rolls his shoulders back and straightens to his full height when you walk through the door (his posture is already military-grade, but it’s that last infinitesimally small, casual slouch that disappears when you’re in the room in favour of emphasizing his height). Starts wearing shorter sleeves or rolling up his sleeves to show off the pronounced muscle of his forearms. Whenever it’s just the two of you, he always has a hand on you somewhere, showing you how much space his hand takes up on you, how much of you he can fit in his palm.

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[yawnderu]

“I'll give you the dirtiest video you've ever made.” Simon's deep, sultry voice rings in your ears, his rough hands running up and down the length of your back, his muscles twitching beneath your palm as your much smaller hands roam his muscular, strong back.

“Filthy fuckin' girl. Been thinkin' 'bout this for a while.” He confessed, brown eyes narrowing as his pupils dilate, taking in the sight of your barely clothed slutty body straddling his lap, lazily grinding your needy cunt against his hard, meaty cock.

“Seein' that pretty face while you get wrecked... All those disgustin' wankers who watch you are gonna see what a dirty whore y'are.” As if he wasn't a part of the disgusting wankers who watch your content— as if he didn't feel like the luckiest man alive the moment you followed him back and reached out to him.

Simon's breath hitches the moment your long acrylics dig into his back, needy kisses planted all over his pale, scarred face, whiny moans leaving your lips as his pants get wet with your slick, rocking your hips against his boner faster even when the camera isn't even rolling yet.

“Not gonna let you pull out.” You whisper into his ear, not even bothering hiding the sluttiness bleeding out of your tone. Simon has been teasing you for far too long, spamming your phone with pictures that show his pants low enough for you to see the base of his veiny cock, months before he even agreed to meet up.

“I'll be too deep inside you to pull out.” Simon answered right away, his already deep voice growing huskier by the second, his breath hot and slow, heart pounding in his chest, barely even able to think with all the blood rushing down to his fat cock.

“Shoot a fuckin' huge load inside you.” He adds, his heart beating so hard that he could barely hear himself think, only able to focus on the way your cunt keeps rubbing against his clothed cock, calloused hands gripping your hips even tighter against him, his lips crashing against yours with raw need, even when the cameras you set up isn't even recording.

Pornstar!Reader AU — Part I | Part II | Part III

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[kiyinian]

Part two

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・

Ex-husband Simon who: Always does the month's grocery shopping with you, always coming up with lame excuses to spend more time with you. Always encourages your children to eat a lot, sometimes even more than they should, just to make sure the food runs out quickly and that you call him to help with the groceries.

Ex-husband Simon who: Never stopped wearing his wedding ring, even though you no longer wore yours. For him, you would always be his wife, no matter what, even if you refused to wear your wedding ring again.

Ex-husband Simon who: Is very attentive to the children, always picks them up from school when you can't, who takes them out every weekend, and on vacation, takes them on trips. And of course, always thinking about spending more time with you.

Ex-husband Simon who: Knows that divorce means divorce, but can't stop giving you Valentine's Day presents every year, even if you reject being his Valentine once again.

Ex-husband Simon who: Is always available when you need him, if something has broken in the house? Don't hesitate to call him. Need to buy something? Ask him and he'll sort it out. Want a shoulder to cry on? He'll be there for you.

Ex-husband Simon who: Always pays for things for you, especially when you go out with the children. He refuses to let you pay a single penny when he's around, even though he knows you have enough money to pay for whatever you want. Just as he won't stop sending you money, even if you work.

Ex-husband Simon who: Even though you live in separate houses, he always goes to the house where you and the children are living, the usual excuse being that he was passing by, so he decided to go and see the children. And you, too.

Ex-husband Simon who: Knows it's wrong to manipulate children like this, but he induces the little ones to dislike any other man you introduce to them. No matter how good your new romantic interest is, Simon can't stand the idea of you having someone else by your side. And the children think so too.

Ex-husband Simon who: Is happy when he hears that you haven't met anyone since you split up, that no other man had caught your eye. And he could only feel the relief and hope that this brought him.

Ex-husband Simon who: Tries to win you over again, always giving you presents, calling you to dinner, being the exemplary husband you needed. All the effort that was thrown away every time you denied him, he left with a heavy heart, but destined to try as many times as necessary. There was no other person who was like you, you were the only one for him.

Ex-husband Simon who: Almost felt his heart drop out of his mouth when he saw you all dressed up for your son's second birthday, you'd only prepared a small party, no big deal. But the sight of you was still breathtaking, even more so when you smiled so sweetly. He didn't take his eyes off you once that evening.

Ex-husband Simon who: Didn't hesitate to accept when you asked to spend the night with him, after the children were asleep. And you would have time alone after a long time apart.

Ex-husband Simon who: Made love to you as if it were the last time. He caressed every part of your body, made you feel butterflies in your stomach with every kiss he gave you. He pounded into you like a maniac, as if it were his last day on earth, telling you he loved you, calling you the nicknames he knew would make you weak in the knees. He made you see stars that night.

Ex-husband Simon who: Felt heartbroken when you said that everything that had happened was a mistake, and that it was a moment of weakness. It shouldn't have happened, that's what you said, but it all seemed so right to him.

Ex-husband Simon who: Didn't understand why you were distancing yourself from him after the night you shared together, that he felt he had done something wrong to you. Who didn't understand your nervousness, the way you stuttered and fidgeted next to him, he just thought he'd done something wrong and you were angry.

Ex-husband Simon who: Had no idea that you were actually nervous not because of some action of his, but because you didn't know how to break the news to him that you were pregnant, that your evening had resulted in an unplanned pregnancy. You were carrying twins.

Ex-husband Simon who: Almost fainted when you broke the news to him, he didn't know whether to cry with relief or joy. But in any case, he was sure that he would go through hell to get you back, he was going to do everything possible and impossible to make his family what it was before.

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[kitkatscabinet]

Nothing fucks with my baby

Simon Riley x wife reader

Summary: Simon is the Earth orbiting your sun and he'll do anything to keep you safe and happy, even if that means resorting to bloody means.

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: attempted non-con (not by Simon)

@ghosts-cyphera for you pookie, hope you enjoy!

Eight months. It’s been eight long, tortuous months since Simon saw you in person. Eight months of living off brief Skype calls interrupted by work schedules and shitty internet cutting out mid-call, an age since he’s touched you. Since he’s breathed in your scent and cradled you against his muscular chest, since he’s tasted you. Pictures of you weren’t enough, even if you’d gifted him a set of delectable Polaroids showcasing your gorgeous body decorated with black and white lingerie.  

Long deployments had never bothered him, not until you’d become the central part of his life. Simon was the Earth, orbiting your sun reverently and fervently. He’d worship you on his knees for eternity if that’s what you desired.

His appetite for you has always been ravenous, but his need for you has been greatly nourished after months of no contact. The door to your shared home swings open with a bang, the anticipation coursing through his veins diminishing his control in a way he knows you’ll scold him for. His bag is dropped carelessly in the foyer as he stalks through the space, a man on a mission to find you. Not even the weary exhaustion after months of shit sleep and shared communal spaces would deter him from his mission. 

You’re not in your home office or the bedroom and Simon’s frustration simmers under his skin as he marches straight back out the door. It’s only the knowledge that you’ll be devastated to have missed his surprise homecoming that tempers his annoyance. 

Ghost is beyond irritated by the time he arrives at your work, not necessarily at you, he knows how seriously you take your career, it’s one of the reasons he was so drawn to you. Once some lowly private had made a snide remark about you being the breadwinner, scoffing at Simon for letting his wife ‘emasculate’ him like that. It was only Price playing damage control that kept him from a dishonourable discharge that day. He had no regrets, especially after the incident taught people to keep your name out of their mouths. 

It’s late, well past working business hours when he keys into the building using the code you’d given specially for him. So it shouldn’t surprise him how empty it is, most of the lights turned off as he made his way to your office, but Simon hadn’t survived over a decade in the military without learning to trust his gut. A distinct uneasiness settles in his body, narrowed eyes surveying the space for anything out of the ordinary as he increases his pace to get to you. 

The light in your office is on, the door is left open carelessly and gives Simon a clear view of the sight of you bent over your desk trying not to cry as a man holds a gun to your head and fumbles with your sleek dress pants. Simon thought he knew rage, but any anger he’s ever felt is drowned in comparison to the sheer righteous fury that alights his veins. 

He closes the gap in record time, red filtering out the corners of his vision and spraying over his knuckles as he rips the interloper away and viciously lays into him. Any slurred words pleading for mercy are ignored and shut down as Simon’s fist renders the man’s mouth an inoperable bloody mess. 

His arm aches furiously by the time he pulls back, chest heaving with breaths that have long since been silenced from the scumbag that now lay dead on the floor of your office. It’s the sound of your shaky sobs that pulls Simon back from the brink, immediately darting towards you, shaky hands stained with blood cradling you against his bulk gently. 

He’s vibrating with an explosive cocktail of fury, fear, outrage and relief. You press yourself tighter against his chest like you’re trying to burrow into the safety of his ribcage. Simon can’t bring himself to speak, mouth dry and tongue heavy as he buries his face into the top of your head. The silence is broken by the shaky inhales of your rattling breaths and sobs. 

All too soon you’re pulling away, even when he fights to keep you safe and sound against his chest. “Simon? What… what’s going to happen with-” You try and turn your gaze towards the corpse staining your carpet but Simon prevents you with a hand grasping your jaw, preventing you from getting a glimpse at the carnage. 

“Don’t worry your pretty little head darling, I’ll take care of it. But first, let's get you home yeah?” He walks you from the building to your car with a supportive arm wrapped around your shoulders, tucking you against his side before sliding you into the passenger seat of your car. It’s a testament to how shaken you are that you don’t protest, remaining silent and clutching the hand that grasps your thigh like a lifeline. 

It doesn’t take long to tuck you into bed, wrapping you tightly in the blanket like it will protect you from the horrors of the outside world. The adrenaline had faded from your body making way for the exhaustion. Simon doesn’t leave your side until he’s sure the clutches of sleep have pulled you under, and even then, it's with extreme hesitation that he stands and leaves the bedroom, reaching for his phone to make a call. 

Luckily, you don’t wake even once in the hours that follow as he waits for news of the cleanup. He spends that time alternating between checking in on you, watching you breathe peacefully and pacing the linoleum floors that you’d insisted on. 

A single knock on the front door pulls him from the spiral of thoughts that threatened to pull him further and further into darkness. He opens the door to an unimpressed Price, who pushes his way in with Gaz and Soap trailing after. Expectantly he stares at them, watching as Price lights a cigar and takes a long drag. 

“It’s done. Did you have to make such a mess though son?” It’s an innocuous enough comment but one that raises Ghost’s hackles anyway and he shoots a venomous glare at his captain that would never have been acceptable in any other circumstances. His shoulders tense and it takes everything in him to keep his voice somewhat level. 

“That fucker laid his hands on my wife!” He inhaled shakily as he remembered what he’d almost been too slow to prevent, unable to prevent the rise of volume as he yelled at his captain, “My wife! He’s lucky I didn’t paint the room with his insides!” The baritone of his booming snarl is loud enough that even Soap flinches slightly with widened eyes. 

There’s a tense silence but his captain nods, something like approval in his gaze before his eyes slide towards the right and Simon turns just in time to witness you call his name, voice hoarse with sleep and eyes red from tears. 

He crosses the space and curls you against him in record time, nonchalantly throwing a dismissive wave towards his team who simply nod in understanding and file back outside. “Were those the boys? You didn’t have to kick them out” you murmured though Simon was already hushing you, leading you back to bed with a firm hand on the small of your back. 

“Don’t worry ‘bout them lovie, they were leavin’ anyway” he waved away your concerns, finally kicking off his shoes, trapping you in his arms and pulling you down onto the mattress. You squeak at his actions, giggling as his stubble tickles the skin of your neck. 

Despite how pent-up and desperate for your touch he is, Simon makes no move to escalate the situation, settling you in his arms and simply breathing you in. Neither of you speak about the earlier incident, not willing to shatter the peace. Though Simon lets out the occasional hum when your hands trace gentle circles over his heart, focusing on the steady beat of his pulse beneath your palm. 

Inevitably the lingering emotions of the day would have to be dealt with, but not yet, Simon would allow himself to relish in the peace just a little longer.

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[konigsblog]

Stepmom reader with stepson simon, lactation kink with a touch of somno?

y’know he's just a single creep perving on his sweet stepmother... 🍼

stepmom!reader x loser!perv!stepson!simon riley. stepcest, somnophilia, non-con/dub-con, lactation kink, manipulation & guilt tripping. dark fiction — DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT MDNI 18+

photo credit: @ave661 🕸️

you feel inclined to be nice to simon despite his perverseness. simon riley will use manipulation and coercion to get whatever he pleases. he refuses to get into a relationship, not bothering to put himself on any dating apps. he sulks and waits for you to sympathise and pity him, offering him a blowjob to cheer him up.

simon spends the majority of his year away at deployment, and god, he can't hold himself back from raping his poor stepmother, groping your fast asleep, limp body. you're stupid for leaving yourself vulnerable. simon doesn't waste a second, he's been dreaming of those titties, fantasising about your milk against his tongue and the familiar, comforting taste.

his calloused and scarred hands grope your soft body. you're left home alone under his perverted gaze, with simon eyeing you up like you're a meal, and he's a starved man. although there is some truth to it; he longs to feel your gummy cunt around his walls once again, unable to hold himself back from easing inside forcefully and brutally.

he plays with your hard nipples and watches as they weep, wet and glossy with your milk running down your breasts, your chest rising and falling with your face confused when you're awoken. you stumble over your words and attempt to protest against him, your attempts futile as simon pleads with you, yelling at you through tears for being selfish, for not allowing him to fuck your pretty cunt for the first time in ages.

you know your husband will be infuriated with you, that it's a lose-lose situation. if you're cheating on him with his son, you'll be thrown out. if you deny simon of your love, care, and affection, then he'll divorce you within seconds.

you need his wealth and care, keeping quiet so your stepson won't snitch on you.

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[metallictastinglifesupportliquid]

Y/N: Come on, I want to show you something Y/N: *turns and walks away* Ghost: Nice Y/N: That's not it but thank you

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[starryylies]

can we get baby fever simon when we tell him we're pregnant?!?

ੈ✩‧Simon when you’re preggo *ੈ✩‧

✰☺︎✰~ Bby fever: manifested to reality ~✰☺︎✰

🍼 Simon whose eyes betray him when tears flow out when you give him the news

🍼 Simon who falls to his knees on the ground kissing your stomach thanking you over and over for giving him such a blessing

🍼 Simon who gets right to it, finding baby supplies, trollers, pacifiers etc

🍼 Simon who buys a crib from ikea which leads to him cursing the instruction paper calling it stupid and badly explained

🍼 Simon who completely stops drinking infront of you, quitting it to release himself from the past.

🍼 Simon who makes you sit at home and relax like a pretty wifey so you don’t exert yourself

🍼 Simon whose praises for you are constant the entire day, from when you get up till when you sleep

🍼 Simon who gets very overprotective of you like a guard dog.

🍼 Simon who finally has the courage to visit his fathers grave only to look down on it and say he will never treat his kids like that

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[sketchyfandomgirl]

Simon Riley has stretch marks from his growth spurts from teenage years and first few years in the military where his muscles grew at an exponential rate. Even long after, they still paint his skin, around his soft belly, under his large biceps, and around the pectorals.

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[beamergirll11]

Imagine Konig and Ghost having sex with you, Konig is nervous and Ghost is barking instructions.

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Credit:Badjhur

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[cyberfreaky]

dads!bestfriend simon who doesn’t care your boyfriend.

“f—fuck, i missed you.” simon grunted as he slammed his cock inside you, forehead pressed against yours while maintaining eye contact.

you felt a pang of guilt as you laid beneath simon, thinking of how you’d even face your boyfriend after this. the older man would see the look on your face and chuckle lowly, grabbing your jaw to give you a sloppy kiss. “don’t get all sappy now, love.” he tsk’ed, smiling as your moans grew louder.

“i…i feel..bad.” you whimpered softly, raw lips falling agape as simon began to pound you even harder. he didn’t give a shit about your guilt, all that mattered to him was you and your body.

“c’mon, darlin’. y’know you missed me, too.” simon groaned in your ear, his teeth nipping on that one spot that made you squirm. the flat of his tongue dragged down the side of your neck, sucking hellishly at your warm skin. of course you missed him.

it wasn’t that hard to guess when your cunt was swallowing his thick cock with such ease.

simon laughed tauntingly at how sensitive you were, he’d barely been inside you for 10 minutes and already you were on the verge of orgasming. he’d thrust even deeper inside you to make you scream. the most beautiful sound. “bet you think about me when he’s fuckin’ you.” simon groaned, feeling your soft walls tighten around him. “wishing it was me…mmffm…stuffin’ this pretty pussy.”

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