Nowhere I'd Rather Jizz

You and your girl Leanna Lovings are boxing up the last bits for the new place. Everything is taped and stacked but she’s getting that look—eyes glassy, staring at the old couch where you first fucked her. That memory hits her hard. For a second she looks like she might cry, then a wicked little smirk flashes across her face. She leans in, hot breath on your ear, and says she wants one last ride right here before you leave. You grin, pull her close, and drop into the final chair. She spreads a packing blanket on the floor, drops to her knees, and drags her tongue up your whole shaft before swallowing you whole. VR lips glide slick and tight until she’s had enough and climbs on, sinking straight down onto your cock. Her moan rips out the second you bottom out, and she starts begging—voice shaking—for you to pump her full. She rides like it’s the last fuck of her life, grinding deep, clenching every time she bottoms out. You grab her hips, thrust up hard, and feel her walls squeeze tighter with every stroke. Sweat’s flying, her tits bounce, and the chair creaks under you two until you finally unload, flooding her pussy with a thick creampie. She stays seated, trembling, riding out the aftershocks, whispering that as long as you’re inside her everything’s gonna be fine.