Face Sitting After the Rodeo
After a scorching day at the rodeo watching all those hard-bodied cowboys ride, face sitting is exactly what I crave to satisfy my throbbing country pussy.
I wore my favorite flowing white sundress that day — the thin fabric clinging to my curves from the heat and sweat. Every time a cowboy gripped the bull tight, my mind drifted to pinning a man beneath me. By late afternoon I was soaked, horny, and hunting for the perfect tongue.
I found him leaning against the fence: tall, dusty, with that cocky rodeo grin. One flirty smile from me and he was hooked. “Come on, cowboy,” I purred, taking his hand. We never made it inside the house. I pulled him behind the big oak tree in the backyard where the grass is soft and the stars come out early.
I pushed him down onto his back, the white dress riding up my thick thighs as I straddled his chest. “Get ready for some serious oral sex, sugar,” I whispered, my voice dripping with lust. I was already dripping wet from the rodeo heat. I lifted the hem of my dress and lowered myself slowly, letting my sweaty pussy hover just above his mouth, teasing him with my scent.
He groaned and dove in, tongue sliding between my swollen lips. Nothing feels better than eager oral sex after a long hot day. I sank down fully, giving him my first deep face sitting of the night. My thick ass and thighs completely covered his face while I rocked my hips, grinding my wet pussy against his tongue and nose.
Watch this thick country ass move — exactly how I rode his face under the oak tree…
I kept riding him harder, smothering him completely with my juicy ass. Face sitting like this turns me on so much — feeling his hot tongue desperately fucking me while he fights for air beneath my curves. I spread my cheeks wider, pressing every inch of my sweaty pussy and ass onto his mouth.
“That’s it… eat this pussy,” I moaned, grinding faster. I alternated between slow, sensual rolls and aggressive face sitting, using his face like my personal seat. My thick thighs squeezed his head tight as I chased that sweet release.
When I finally came, I flooded his mouth, shaking and moaning under the tree. I didn’t stop there. I spun around and planted my ass right back down for another long round of face sitting, making him lick up every drop like a good boy.
By the time I climbed off, his face was glistening, flushed, and marked by my thighs. I smiled down at him in my little white dress, already craving the next cowboy I’ll drag home for more filthy fun.
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