Last Updated on 1 November, 2026 by Cara Sutra
Sunday 1 November
His fingers digging into my hips as he pulls me on to him, full depth.
Collapsing afterwards, but carefully. I want to hold his cum inside me for as long as possible.
His breath on my neck from behind, settling to a steady pace as we recover and ready for sleep.
His arm around me protectively. Comforted by his warmth, and his fingers massaging my large, soft breasts.
I slept well. Good morning everyone. (oh my god it’s November, how did that happen?)
