Lol, that was quick! 😛 I’ll work on one ( it’ll probably be pillow humping, shhh) when I get back on my computer, nonny!
Sadie:
12.
Diapered pillow humping (nsfw under the cut)
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“Be Ready.”
That was the last text John had sent right before getting off work. The last, and only text he’d sent in response to several filthy and increasingly needy texts from one particularly needy little boy.
“Be Ready.”
John checked his phone again, just as he was leaving the clinic: no answer.
Good. That meant that previously idle hands were now busy.
John took his time getting home, a faint smirk permanently plastered onto his face (and his cock straining against the fly of his trousers).
He took his time going up the stoop.
He took his time climbing the stairs (and making as much noise as possible as he did so).
He could hear the heavy panting even before he made it to their landing.
He took his time opening the door (again, making as much noise as he could with fumbling and jingling his keys on purpose).
All of that time and patience and straining and throbbing proved worth it as he opened the door…
And there was Sherlock in the middle of the sitting room floor, stripped down to nothing but the nappy John had left him in that morning…straddling John’s pillow and thrusting into it with enough force that John’s cock nearly busted though his zipper.
John was watching as Sherlock’s arse rose and fell, rose and fell, rose and fell in time with the grunting, when the salacious little whore looked up and noticed that he had an audience.
It didn’t stop him. If anything, he quickened his pace as he stared at John, slack-jawed and eyes glazed over, face and chest flushed with the effort.
Drool dribbled from the corner of Sherlock’s open, heaving mouth, leaving a long, thin line from his bottom lip to the puddle it left on the floor below him.
John bit his lip and reached down to squeeze his cock through his jeans.
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