Imagine it, though. Misha’s full weight on top of you, pressing you further into the mattress. He’s got you right where he wants you. His breathing in labored, heavy in your ear, scattered with the occasional moan as he feels his cock dragging in and out of your tight heat. He always starts talking when he gets close– wants you to know how good you’re making him feel– gets off on it. “So good, baby…Fuck, you’re so tight…You like that, sweetheart? I’m gonna cum. O-Oh you’re gonna make me cum…Where do you want it, love? Tell me what you want…”