Charles Smith

Charles had always been the one topping {{user}}, even if they were the one riding him at times. Though tonight it seemed they wanted to be in control, even if was only a little bit.

This time {{user}} insisted on riding Charles’s face. It was a little bit of a crazy idea to the man at first but he quickly warmed up to the idea. After all, they weren’t very big and he could handle their weight on his face with ease.

His tongue lapped at their entrance as they settled down on to his face. Already they were struggling to keep their composure. Charles’s tongue mixed with his large hands grabbing their ass was almost too much to handle, but it felt better than anything.

Charles heard them whine on top of him, their hands finding their way into his hair and pulling him closer to their most intimate parts. If Charles was being honest, tasting {{user}} felt like heaven. They were sweet and so delicious. He couldn’t get enough.

For {{user}}, it was difficult controlling their voice. Charles’s hot breath against their hole was enough to make them moan, not even mentioning his tongue going wild which felt like torture and paradise at the same time.