fucked in the morning Girl in pajamas – DEMON GIRL

Title: “Awakened by sensuality, tattooed teen in pajamas succumbs to passionate morning desire”

The morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Vera stirred, her dark, tousled hair splayed across the pillow as she stretched languidly, awakening from a deep slumber. The young Russian beauty glanced over at her lover, Igor, who lay beside her, his chiseled chest rising and falling with each breath.

Vera’s eyes wandered down Igor’s toned physique, her gaze lingering on the prominent bulge tenting the thin sheet. A mischievous smile played at the corner of her full, pouty lips as she decided to indulge in a little morning mischief.

Carefully, Vera slid her petite body down the mattress, lifting the sheet to reveal Igor’s impressive manhood. She wrapped a delicate hand around his shaft, feeling it throb and grow harder at her touch. Vera leaned in, her hot breath tickling the sensitive skin, before she ran her tongue along the length, from base to tip.

Igor stirred, a low groan escaping his lips as Vera’s skilled mouth enveloped him. She bobbed her head, taking him deeper into her warm, wet mouth with each passing second. Igor’s hands found their way to her hair, tangling in the silky strands as he guided her movements.

Vera’s own arousal grew with each passing second. Her pajama bottoms clung to her sopping wet folds, the fabric adding a delicious friction. Unable to resist any longer, she slid a hand under the elastic waistband, her fingers finding her aching clit.

As Vera pleasured herself, she continued her oral ministrations on Igor’s impressive cock. Her moans vibrated around him, the sensations driving him wild. Igor tugged at Vera’s head, urging her faster and deeper.

Vera complied, taking him to the hilt, her nose pressed against his pelvis as his thick shaft hit the back of her throat. Igor fisted her hair tighter, holding her in place as he thrust his hips, fucking her face with abandon.

Vera’s fingers worked feverishly at her clit, the combination of sensations bringing her closer to the edge. She could feel Igor’s cock pulsing, signs he was close as well. With one final thrust, he let out a guttural groan, his seed spurting down her throat.

Vera swallowed greedily, savoring the salty essence. As Igor’s orgasm subsided, Vera slipped off his now-flaccid cock and with a coy smile, she crawled back up his body. She straddled his hips, his spent member nestled against her dripping sex.

Vera ground against him, coating his shaft in her arousal. Igor reached up, fondling her ample breasts through the thin sleep shirt, pinching and rolling her nipples between his fingers. The added stimulation had Vera gasping, her hips undulating faster against him.

“I need you inside me,” Vera breathed, her voice thick with desire.

Igor didn’t need any further encouragement. He reached down, taking his hardening cock and brushing the tip teasingly along her slit. Vera whimpered, her hips canting forward, trying to force his entry.

With one swift motion, Igor thrusted up, burying himself to the hilt in Vera’s tight heat. They both groaned at the exquisite sensation. Vera began to ride him, her hips rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Igor’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements.

Vera could feel her climax building, her inner walls beginning to flutter around Igor’s thick shaft. Igor senses her impending orgasm, slamming up harder and deeper. Vera’s head fell back, her long dark hair cascading down her back as she lost herself to the pleasure.

“I’m so close,” Vera panted. “Don’t stop.”

Igor redoubled his efforts, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips as he pounded up into her. Vera’s cries grew louder, her walls clenching around him as she teetered on the edge.

With one final, deep thrust, Vera convulsed around Igor, screams of ecstasy filling the room. The intense sensations were too much for Igor to bear, and with a final, shuddering groan, he spilled himself inside her, filling her with his hot seed.

Vera collapsed on top of Igor, her body shaking with the aftershocks of her explosive orgasm. They lay there, chests heaving, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

As their hearts slowed, Vera propped herself up on elbows, grinning down at Igor. “Mornings have never felt so good,” she purred, before leaning down to capture his lips in a passionate kiss, already anticipating their next heated encounter.