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“We should go on a date,” Sylvee suggests to Sapnap one afternoon as she lays on top of him on the couch.
It’s been a couple weeks since they last went out somewhere together in a romantic setting, and she wants to do it again. Plus, she kind of has another idea she wants to try out too, although she’s keeping that to herself for now.
“Where to?” Sapnap asks, shutting his phone off and putting it down to give his girlfriend his full attention.
She smiles at him when their eyes meet, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips before sitting up to straddle him. He grins right back at her, resting his hands on her thighs and gently rubbing small circles into them with his thumbs.
“I dunno, what do you think of a picnic date?” she suggests, eyes bright and excited. Her heart flutters at her boyfriend’s soft touch and the sight of his gorgeous smile, the way he holds eye contact with her and seemingly gets lost in her eyes, how you can see just how much he loves her from the way he’s looking at her.
He’s everything she could ever ask for.
“Sounds peaceful,” he replies softly, “depending on where we go. Do you wanna picnic at the beach?”
Sylvee tilts her head to the side slightly, pretending to think about it for a moment before shaking her head a little. She’s got a whole plan for what she wants to do, and going to a beach would be the worst possible place to set it in motion.
“We should go to a park,” she says, subtly shifting around atop her lover’s lap, “one of the one’s near a forest or a lake or something. We could go to a secluded area and then it’ll be just us.”
Sapnap’s hands grip her thighs slightly, his eyes glancing down at them for a moment before swiftly meeting hers again. She giggles softly at his reaction - it’s cute how he tries to hide the way her movements are affecting him.
Teasingly, she begins to slowly roll her hips, smiling down at him innocently as she continues to talk. “It would be so romantic. We could bring wine or champagne or something, make cute little sandwiches - like cucumber ones, you know like how they do in movies?”
“Mhm,” Sapnap hums as casually as he can, though there’s a strain in his voice and his cheeks are beginning to turn a few shades darker.
“We could buy cookies on the way there too- oh! And Starbursts!”
She rolls her hips a little faster, puts a little more force into it, and then acts confused when her boyfriend grabs her waist and holds her still.
“Syl,” he whimpers, pouting. She simply raises her eyebrow and frowns a little, feigning sadness and innocence.
“Do you not want Starbursts?”
“No, I- I do, that all sounds- that all sounds great,” he stutters, swallowing. She watches the way his Adam’s apple bobs, her own arousal starting to stir in her gut. She can’t allow herself to get too carried away though.
“So what’s the problem?”
“You know what you’re doing.”
She laughs a little, playing up her confusion, “What are you talking about?”
“I’m gonna get hard if you keep rolling your hips like that,” he whines, still pouting. She always teases him like this, he knows damn well that she knows what she’s doing, but it’s still fun to pretend that she’s clueless until he outright says what the problem is.
“Oh,” she grins, voice becoming sultry, “is that so?”
“Mommy,” he murmurs, squirming and hoping to get a reaction out of her that’ll benefit him.
“You want Mommy to ride you?” she asks, rolling her hips one more time and biting her lip when she feels just how turned on he is already.
“Please, yes, please, Mommy?”
She smiles proudly, leaning down to softly kiss him. He eagerly kisses back, letting her nip at his lips and dominate the kiss, never once bratting or trying to take control. Sapnap is always such a good boy for her.
She sits back up and gets off his lap, holding out her hand to him as she speaks innocently once more, “Come on, let’s go get ready for our picnic date.”
Sapnap frowns again, shifting around uncomfortably. His hands twitch at his sides, but he knows better than to touch himself. “Now?”
“Yes, now,” she giggles with a roll of her eyes, “come on, get up.”
“But-”
“No buts, we have to make cute little cucumber sandwiches and see if we’ve got any wine,”
He huffs but grabs her hand, still pouting as he complains, “I don’t like wine.”
“Okay, we’ll look for champagne then,” she rolls her eyes again, smiling all big and bright. She pulls him up, kissing him over and over again until he finally smiles and kisses back. “No more pouting, the picnic will be fun,”
Sapnap sighs but nods his head, kissing her cheek and chin and then her lips again, “I’ll grab a couple fancy champagne glasses.”
———————
Within the hour, the two manage to make a plate of small cucumber sandwiches, grab a nice-looking blanket for them to sit on, pack a couple of champagne glasses, and choose the location they want to go to.
Now, the two are in the car and making their way towards the park, but first they’ve agreed to stop by a store to pick up Starbursts and chocolate chip cookies.
Sylvee’s smiling mischievously to herself as she stares out the passenger side window, thinking about each step of her plan carefully and trying to find the perfect time to do each one.
Slowly, she turns her head towards her boyfriend, watching him drive. Her heart beats a little faster in her chest as she stares, subtly chewing her lips as she takes in how hot he is.
The way he’s leaning back slightly, legs spread, eyes on the road. His jaw occasionally clenches, sharpening his jawline, and the sunlight peaking into the car outlines and colours his features perfectly, making him all the more desirable. She wants to eat him. Metaphorically, of course.
Although she does kind of want to eat his ass again…
Not today, though. She has a plan and she’s going to stick to it. She can’t get sidetracked.
Eventually, her eyes roam down. There’s no more bulge in his pants, of course, the hard-on from earlier having flagged by now. The thing is, for her plan to work, she needs to have him hard and aching. It’ll make it much easier to convince him to let her ride while they’re at the park.
Sylvee has never done anything in public before, not on her own and not with someone else. She hasn’t found someone she’d be comfortable enough doing something like that with. That is, until her and Sapnap started dating. He lets her have all the control, gives up quickly and submits, does anything she wants, does his best to make her feel good. He’s fiercely loyal and confident, he likes challenging her from time to time too, which makes things a lot more fun, but at the end of the day he always knows his place.
She wants to spice things up a little more, finally try out a fantasy she’s had for years. The risk of being caught is low if they’re in a secluded, uncommon area of the park, but not impossible. The risk of being heard is higher, of course, especially if their voices and moans echo through the park.
She doesn’t know why, but doing something like that - a literal crime, she realises - is so hot. Especially when they are who they are. Not insanely popular people, no, but they’re still big internet personalities who need to keep an eye on how they act in public.
Fuck.
She needs to stop her train of thought before she gets too wet.
With a heavy sigh, she sits up, turning her head back to the window as she thinks about what to do to get her boyfriend worked up again.
“What’s up?” Sapnap asks her curiously.
She doesn’t answer right away, thinking about how to respond, but then she grins as she realises that the opportunity to kickstart the plan has jumped right into her lap.
“I’m just thinking,” she replies cooly, turning her head and smiling kindly. Her boyfriend meets her gaze for a couple seconds before his green eyes return to the road.
“About?”
“You,” she starts, reaching a hand over and slowly tracing her index finger from Sapnap’s knee up to his thigh, “tasting you, riding you, using you,”
The Texan lets out a choked sound, like he wasn’t at all expecting that answer. He coughs a few times, the blond simply giggling at his reaction while she waits for him to compose himself before continuing.
She slides her finger over his thigh and to his crotch before resting her entire hand over it, groping him, “When’s the last time I gave you road head again? I don’t remember,”
“Sylvee,” he warns, voice high pitched and whiny. He spreads his legs a little more, inviting, and his cheeks are flushed bright red again. The girl watches as he keeps his eyes firmly glued to the road, clearly determined to not spare her a glance.
“What?” she asks, smiling, “It was just a question.”
“I hate you,” he pouts, chewing his bottom lip. His eyebrows are furrowed as he tries to remain concentrated on the road, his hands gripping the wheel tighter too now, Sylvee notes. She chuckles softly to herself, extremely amused, and then she puts pressure on his cock with the palm of her hand.
“Mmn-” he cuts himself off before he can say what Sylvee can only assume was going to be her title for him. She rolls her eyes fondly. He’s such a whore.
“Doesn’t this feel good?” she questions as she massages him through his shorts.
“Do you want to go to the store or not?” he shoots back, tone surprisingly steady. He’s trying to come off as annoyed but he just sounds desperate, always needy for more.
“Of course I do,” she answers, fingertips teasing his waistband, “I’m just having some fun until we get there.”
“I don’t want to walk around the store with a boner, what if a fan sees?”
“So?”
“What do you mean, so?”
Sylvee leans over the centre console, pressing a gentle kiss to Sapnap’s jaw as she mumbles; “It’s not like they’ll point it out and make fun of you,”
“They might.” Sapnap whimpers quietly, tilting his head to the side to expose his neck to her. His grip on the wheel is tighter now, knuckles gone white, and the sight makes her giggle.
“How are you so worked up, huh?” she kisses his jaw again, gently nipping it this time as she feels out his erect, clothed dick, “it barely took anything at all to get you hard.”
“Sylvee,” he whines again.
“We had sex last night, it’s not like you’re pent up.”
“I just- you- I can’t-” he struggles, breath hitching when she squeezes him, “It’s not my fault,” he says eventually.
She quirks an eyebrow at him, pulling her head back enough to get a good look at his face, “No?”
“You’re touching me and speaking to me in that- in that voice and you’re- this is our usual foreplay but then you’re not even letting me get off, you’re just leaving me hard and- and it’s not fair, it’s-”
“Oh, would you look at that,” she interrupts with a big grin, looking out the windshield and pulling away from her boyfriend as she sits upright in her seat. She pointedly ignores his grunt in protest. “We’re at the store. Hurry up and park, I wanna quickly buy what we need so we can get on with the picnic already,”
Sapnap turns into the parking lot and looks for a spot to park, a pout on his lips as he shifts around uncomfortably in his seat. “You’re as much of a devil as you are an angel, you know that?”
“Aw, you think I’m an angel?” she asks him, giggling at the eyeroll she gets in response. As soon as they park, she practically jumps out of her seat, downright giddy. She’s not done teasing him yet, it’s going to be especially fun while they’re in the store.
She shuts her door behind her, turning to look towards Sapnap and frowning when she sees he hasn’t left the car yet. She sighs softly, scoffing to herself before opening her door back up and peaking her head in.
“Come on, we just needa get two things,”
Sapnap’s frown deepens, though he doesn’t seem upset - just concerned, “Sylvee, I’m hard.”
“Again, why does that mat-”
“You know why, ugh, I hate youuu,” Sapnap lets out a dry sob, tilting his head back as he shuts his eyes tightly and swallows, “I can’t walk into the store like this.”
“It’s not even that visible, you’re not very big,” Sylvee quips, grinning all wide and gleeful. She breaks into fits of laughter at the glare she gets in response. “I love youuu.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Sapnap huffs, slowly getting out of the car, “I love you too sometimes.”
Sylvee’s jaw drops, not truly upset - this is just their regular banter and teasing, “Sometimes?!”
Her heart skips a beat and the gorgeous playful smile he flashes her, “Yeah. Right now is not one of those times.”
“You’re so mean,” Sylvee scoffs, grabbing his hand and intertwining their fingers.
He tenses up, giving her a look before slowly relaxing. They never really display affection in public, neither of them quite ready to reveal their relationship to the world. There’s the odd time where they can’t help it, can’t keep themselves from sharing a kiss or clinging to the other in some way, but most of the time they’re in a silent agreement to keep a safe distance apart.
She can’t do that right now though, both because she wants to stay close to her boyfriend for the sake of being close to him and also because this is necessary for the next step of her plan.
They walk into the store, Sylvee all pleased and excited while Sapnap is tense and seemingly hyper aware of everything. He’s walking a bit weird, she notices, and it makes her audibly chuckle.
“What’s so funny?” he asks as they make their way towards the snacks aisle, and Sylvee lets go of his hand for now so she can walk ahead to pick out the cookie brand that she wants.
“You,” she says simply, “you and your weird walking.”
“Shut up.” he mumbles, following her into the aisle and hovering just behind her as she looks over the different options, “You still want chocolate chip?” he asks, clearly trying to change the subject.
“Mhm,” she hums, bending over right in front of him. Her mini skirt rides up, revealing her soft blue panties to him, though she pretends to be clueless. Even after he makes a choked noise and tugs her skirt down a bit, she makes it seem like it was an innocent mistake.
Sapnap clears his throat behind the blond, and when she looks over her shoulder she smiles to herself at the way he’s looking around frantically in every direction but Sylvee’s. Perfect.
She takes a small step back, pressing her ass right into Sapnap’s crotch. His cock is now only half-hard, but she feels it twitch against her when they touch.
“Sylvee,” Sapnap grits out sternly, putting his hands on her waist and lightly pushing her away.
“What?” she feigns innocence again, standing upright with the box of cookies she picked out, “I’ve got the cookies.”
“You know what you’re doing, stop it,” Sapnap whispers, cheeks red all over again. She turns and briefly presses their lips together, shoving the box into his arms before pulling back, eyeing him.
“Do you really want me to stop?”
“...Just be careful?”
She smiles wickedly, kissing him again before murmuring; “I’m being careful, don’t worry.”
Next, the two of them make their way towards the candy aisle, although this time Sapnap is much more aware of his girlfriend’s every movement. That, of course, throws a small wrench in her plan to grind against the Texan until he moans out in the store, so instead of grinding against him she simply turns to him and slips her hand right into his shorts.
“Syl-”
“You’re fine,” she whispers, pressing him against the shelves. She presses a soft kiss to his lips, unable to keep the smirk off her face as she idly plays with him, trying not to make it too obvious. He clutches onto the cookie box tightly, nervously, enough that the cardboard begins to fold in on itself a little bit.
“There are cameras!” he whisper-shouts, eyes wide, cheeks looking like tomatoes yet again, though there’s want and need and lust swirling in his eyes. It becomes especially obvious when he bucks into her hand and bites down on his lip to suppress a groan.
“You could easily overpower me, you know,” she comments, voice still quiet, “every time I’ve done something, you could’ve shoved or pushed me away with ease. You haven’t yet though, I wonder why that is?”
“Sylvee,” he murmurs, voice strained as he holds back his noises.
“That’s not my name, baby,”
“Mommy, please,” he begs, eyes bright and big and always so cute.
“Please what?” she squeezes him, pressing the heel of her palm into his cock rather than just lazily hold him.
“Mm- fuck,” he mumbles, tilting his head back.
There are footsteps that begin to approach, so she quickly pulls away and turns back to the other shelf where the bags of Starbursts are.
“Everything okay over here?” someone asks. Sylvee turns her head to them, noticing the clothing and name tag they wear. It’s a worker. Her own cheeks warm a little at how close they were to getting caught, but she keeps her cool as she responds.
“Yeah, just looking at the candies.”
The worker eyes them both, but turns and walks away. So she definitely didn’t do a good job at making sure they were out of sight of the cameras.
“Sylvee, oh my god,” Sapnap breathes once the footsteps are out of earshot. She giggles in response and shrugs, grabbing a bag of Starbursts and handing those to her boyfriend too.
“We didn’t get caught, technically,” she says, more so to herself to save herself from the embarrassment.
“I hate how much I like this,” Sapnap whimpers pitifully, following behind the girl as she leads the way to the cash registers.
“You’re so pathetic.”
He starts to let out another whine, but swallows the sound down when he notices how close they are to other people. Sapnap sticks close to the blond, and she knows it’s because he’s trying to hide from other people just how hard he is, but she plays it off as a display of affection to help him out a little and show him some mercy.
They make quick work of buying the snacks, Sylvee paying for them both because Sapnap is too distracted to and because she likes the extra level of dominance she feels for doing it.
The second they’re back in the car, Sapnap tosses the goods to the backseats before turning to Sylvee with a big pout, crossed arms, and glassy eyes. He’s so fucking hot when he looks like this, all wanting and red, teary and shaking and trying to keep his composure and seem disinterested when he very obviously wants more.
“We got caught.”
“Kind of,” she answers sheepishly, arousal swirling in her gut. She’s so fucking wet right now, she’s surprised Sapnap didn’t comment on it back in the store when she bent over.
“You said you’d be careful!”
She’s quiet for a moment, analysing his face before asking him; “Are you mad?”
“...No.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“Getting caught is embarrassing,” he whimpers, uncrossing his arms and turning to the steering wheel, “fuck, and I’m so hard it hurts.”
“You’ll get to cum, baby, just be patient,” she promises, leaning over to kiss his cheek before putting her seatbelt on, watching him put his on too.
“When? After the date? I dunno if I can wait that long.”
Sylvee doesn’t give him a response, and he waits patiently for a few more seconds to see if she says anything else. When it becomes clear that she’s not going to answer him, he sighs and starts the car, hands a little shaky and cock still hard in his shorts.
The drive isn’t very long, and Sylvee relents on her teasing and groping and devilish acts for now. Occasionally, she touches his thigh, pushes his shorts up a little, runs her fingertips along the waistband again, but she doesn’t do any more than that.
He’s tense the whole drive, obviously expecting her to do something more again, which makes this a lot more fun than if she were to actually continue getting him worked up. The anticipation, all this build-up, the uncertainty of what’s to come next - he’s clearly spaced out, eyeing her every so often and trying to figure out what exactly her little plan is. It’s amusing to watch.
When they finally pull into the parking lot of the park a good twenty minutes later, Sapnap’s hard-on has barely flagged and he’s still a bit tense. Sylvee giggles excitedly, pleased with herself and how fun this has been so far. She grabs their bag of things from the backseats and gets out of the car, running around to her boyfriend’s side to open the door for him.
“That’s supposed to be my job,” he jokes lightly with a soft smile, eyeing her up and down before slowly getting out.
“Maybe if you were the dominant one in the relationship it would be,” she jokes back, her playful smile growing, “Y’know, the alpha?”
“Shut up,” he scoffs, wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her close.
It’s nearing sunset, the parking lot is almost entirely empty, and as they make their way to the forest’s paved pathway, Sylvee notices that no one is around right now. She decides against doing anything more right now, liking the playful but loving atmosphere. She wraps her arms around one of his as they walk, the two continuing to joke back and forth, poke fun at each other, and soon enough they’re near an open area of the forested park.
It’s off the path, people definitely aren’t technically supposed to go there but it’s grassy and surprisingly flat and nice. The sun is setting right in front of the area, there’s a small lake in front of it too… It’s perfect, Sylvee decides.
“Come on,” she tells him, pulling on his arm and leading the way.
“Are we allowed to go over here?” he asks as they step off the path and through the trees. It’s a bit downhill too, which is good - it hides them better from people who might be walking the path - and it’s far enough away from the path too that it would be hard to tell who or what is in this area.
“No, probably not,” Sylvee replies, her stomach swooping excitedly the closer they get to their final destination, “but it’s really pretty and far from people so I like it.”
“What are you planning?” Sapnap asks suspiciously, his hand never letting go of hers.
She smiles to herself and puts the bag down on the grassy area once she decides they’re far enough away, taking the blanket out of the bag and setting it on the ground neatly.
“Sex,” she admits outright.
“You- what- really?” he doesn’t sound weirded out, just a bit worried.
“Mhm,” she hums, turning to him and kissing him softly. He kisses back eagerly, melting like butter against her lips and allowing her to take control, as usual. He doesn’t say anything in protest, so internally, she celebrates.
“Can I fuck you?” he asks against her lips, already breathless. She laughs at him.
“Hey,” he pouts, and when she pulls away and sits down, he follows suit. The two start taking the rest of the stuff out of the bag and setting it up, Sylvee’s giggles eventually dying down enough to give him an actual response.
“I’m not gonna be the one on my back,” she tells him simply.
“But- but I wanna-”
“You’ll see, you’ll still get to cum, don’t worry,” she rolls her eyes, but there’s a fond expression on her face so the man knows he’s not in trouble, “God, you really are such a slut, you know that?”
“I am,” he admits immediately, “for you, Mommy.”
She chuckles again, ever-so-giddy, and once everything is nicely set up, she clambers into his lap. She’s obviously just as salacious as he is, but neither of them say anything about it; Sapnap because he knows it’d lead to punishment and Sylvee because she’d never dare confess to stooping to his level of desperation.
“Down.” she commands simply, and immediately he’s laying on his back, looking up at her with big eyes. Their position is a mirror of what it was earlier today, except this time Sylvee isn’t going to deny him. This time she’s finally going to give him what he’s been wanting all afternoon.
She pulls his shorts and boxers down to his knees, and it’s a bit of a chore but she manages, with some help of course. Next, she sits up on her knees, pulling her panties down. She falls forward as she pulls them off completely, and uses it as an opportunity to meet Sapnap’s lips in a messy kiss. Immediately, he’s moaning loudly, hips bucking up into nothing, cock hard and leaking and red.
“Oh, baby,” she coos as she sits back up, seductive smirk tugging on her lips, “you’ve been so good today.”
“I wanna feel you, Mommy, please,” he begs breathlessly.
She sits back on his knees, spreading her own as she lifts her skirt up and begins touching herself. His eyes zero in on her pussy and the way her fingers dance around it, a bit of drool spilling from one of the corners of his lips like he’s some desperate dog.
She lets out a soft, shaky sigh as she slips two fingers into herself at once, still decently stretched out from the night before. It won’t take much fingering to stretch herself out enough for him, which she’s grateful for, because she’s wet and horny and she wants to feel his dick inside of her so badly already - not that she’d tell him that.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he mumbles, placing his large hands on her thighs. He digs his blunt nails into her skin slightly, pulling a pleased noise out of her that neither of them were expecting.
“I’m so wet for you,” she whispers, curling her fingers inside of herself and moaning at the feeling, “fuck, can’t wait for you to cum inside of me.”
Sapnap lights up, eyes widening and jaw dropping slightly, “I- can- can I really? Will you really let me this time?”
“Good boys get rewards,” she replies, finally pulling her fingers out with a wet squelch. She forces the two digits into her boyfriend’s mouth, smile growing when she feels his eager tongue lick them clean, “and you’ve been so good for me.”
She pulls her fingers back out, grabbing ahold of his cock and stroking it a couple times before positioning herself above him. Slowly, she lowers herself down onto him, and even though he’s not very big it still feels really fucking good. That’s the great thing about smaller cocks, in her opinion; they hurt less and they feel better. Especially when they’re thicker, like Sapnap’s is.
“Fuck,” she moans loudly, throwing her head back, “gonna use your cock, make myself feel good,”
“Please, Mommy, wanna make you feel good,” Sapnap whimpers, dick twitching inside of her. She bites her lip to suppress another moan at the feeling, realising that they’re being a bit too loud. The setting sun burns her back a little, but it feels nice, and it only turns her on even more; it’s a stark reminder that they’re outdoors, in a public park no less.
She starts by rolling her hips, humming and huffing and letting out a few high pitched whines at how good it feels. She’s been wanting him all day too, has wanted to be filled up again since this morning after the wet dream she’d had, but she didn’t want it to go to Sapnap’s head so she’s kept that information to herself.
It doesn’t take long before she gets too needy to delay it for much longer, she wants to feel him spill inside of her - it wouldn’t be the first time, but they don’t do it very often at all because they don’t want to take any risks. Of course, she’s on birth control, but there’s no guarantee that it’ll work a hundred percent of the time.
“Oh, God, yeah!” Sapnap groans loudly, head thrown back against the blanket, hips bucking up every so often. She doesn’t tell him off for that though like she normally would, because the more he bucks his hips, the louder he gets, and the louder he gets, the more likely they are to get caught.
She doesn’t want to get caught. But the idea of getting caught committing a crime like this one is insanely hot.
She stops holding in any of her moans after that, letting loose as she lifts herself up and drops back down onto Sapnap’s throbbing dick. Her thighs are burning, but it adds to everything so she doesn’t stop. She keeps on moving, leaning down so their chests are pressed together. She bites along his jaw meanly, leaving marks all along it and mewling against his skin as the change of the angle has his dick nailing her g-spot nicely. She bites a little harder, every one of his deep guttural groans and higher pitched moans and pathetic pleas like music to her ears.
“‘m gonna cum, gonna cum, gonnacumMommyI-”
He slides a hand from her thigh to between her legs, thumbing her clit and rubbing at it aggressively. It feels too good, and the sudden zaps of pleasure catch Sylvee off guard so much that she lets the man take control and doesn’t even realise it. He’s thrusting up into her roughly, his other hand holding her down against him, and he presses three of his fingers to her clit, rubbing at it and putting pressure on it until she cums with a loud cry.
He pumps her full immediately after with an equally as loud groan, the two locking eyes as he continues thrusting upwards to ride out his high and pump her full. The feeling of hot white cum filling her up like this feels sinful, her entire body shaking as her satisfying orgasm quickly turns into overstimulation as Sapnap continues rubbing her clit.
She swats his hand away, biting his jaw harshly again, startling a whimper out of him. He pulls both his hands away, resting them above his head obediently as he moans for Mommy, his thrusts soon slowing to a stop.
The two pant against each other, Sylvee slowly lifting her head to look towards the hill and the path. There’s no one there, so no one saw, hopefully. It’s possible someone saw in passing and didn’t say anything about it, but she doesn’t care because that was one of the best fucking orgasms of her life.
She looks back down at her boyfriend, who looks sweaty, disheveled, and worn out. He lifts his hands to grope her chest, squeezing her breasts together through her shirt before dropping his hands back down with a little whine.
“Thank you, Mommy. I really liked that.”
“Yeah?” she asks, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, “I’m happy to hear that, because so did I.”
They will definitely be doing this again at some point, Sylvee decides right then and there.