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#sexy dilf rick 😋
lilgoblinbitch · 1 month
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“you keep wrappin’ around me like that, i’ll put a baby in you.”
your bawdy moans and the way you tightened your thighs around his waist, and even the way your fingernails dug into his back with desperation — he couldn’t take it.
“fuck, sweetheart—” he slowed his pace and grasped your thighs with his rough hands, pushing them up against your stomach. “what i tell you?”
“please, rick, feels so good,” you pleaded, eyes hazy and showcasing your fucked out state.
his thrusts ensued, but his stare intensified, a licentious expression on his face. his pink lips parted as he let out a wanton grunt while fucking you into the uncomfortable mattress.
see, the two of you could’ve waited until you made it back to alexandria, however you had decided to wear the tightest shorts that day. and rick knew you had picked them out just for him, on the day you two went on a supply run together. how courteous of you…
so here you were, being fucked like the whore you were in an abandoned shack on a dusty mattress.
“fuckin’ slut. always gotta wear—” thrust. “the sluttiest outfits—” thrust. “aroun’ me, hm?” his hips rocked into your core with such vigor you almost expected he’d literally split you open.
your lewd cries echoed throughout the ramshackled house. his hand switched from the plushness of your thigh to your pouted mouth. “stay fucking quiet, or your pussy isn’t the only thing that’s getting fucked today. your mouth could use some attention, right?” he teased, releasing his hand from your mouth.
a tight knot started to form deep in your core. “oh god, rick, i’m gonna—”
his thrusts quickened, a hand reaching down to thumb your clit, pinching and prodding it. “not till i say so,” he demanded. your back arched off the mattress, hands grabbing at rick’s tousled brown hair. he leaned down to lock his lips with yours.
rick pulled away from the kiss. his hips driving deep into your cunt, and his cock thumping into your cervix. he angled his hips to aim his cock into the sweet spot that activated your climax. “cum f’me.”
without question you released your juices onto him, closed-mouth whimpers begging to escape your lips. your walls continued to tighten around him which sent rick chasing his own climax. “fuck, ohh—” his seed spilled into your drenched cunt as he rode through his orgasm.
he pulled out and collapsed beside you, dust flying around the two of you as his body made contact with the mattress. rick wheezed slightly and chuckled, waving the dust out of his face. if you weren’t completely out of breath you would have laughed along with him, but still you turned your head to meet his and smirked.
“so, you really like my shorts, huh?”
he sighed exasperatedly, side-eyeing you. “if i catch you wearin’ them damn things around me again, i’m not gonna go easy on you.”
you gulped. if the way he just fucked you was ‘going easy on you’ then, you wondered how much harder he could go….
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