#can you really blame könig? he just enjoys spending time with his beloved gf!

[konigsblog]

the type of morning sex you have with könig (🌽 link)

“You’re so beautiful, little one. So irresistible.” König's voice is quiet and seductive, sending shivers down your spine at his hot breath against the back of your neck and the gravelly, low, and tired sound of his voice.

He's always so needy in the morning, his crave for your sweet touch and words intensifying as he gazes upon you, admiring your naked figure, half-covered by the bedsheets. You do it on purpose, sleeping bare to rile him up and leave him complaining about his morning wood, to mock him for being so greedy and attention deprived.

König's dick swells with lust at the sight of your glossy cunt. Your nipples are hard and perky as the cold breeze slips through the open window, with your pussy becoming wetter when König humps your tight hole desperately, giving you his best puppy eyes in an attempt to convince you. “Bitte, Liebling...”

He feels ashamed for being so desperate all the time, he feels as if he's constantly bothering you for sex, obsessed with the pulsing sensation and the soft and smooth texture.

Since meeting you and becoming your boyfriend, his sex drive has gone through the roof. He wants to blame you, but it's all because of his lack of control, the undeniable urge to take you whenever he can. König grabs you and holds you close to his chest. You're sitting on top of him with his arms holding underneath your knees, his well-built hips angled to push his slick, hard cock inside your gummy walls. Your grip König's face and kiss him all over lovingly, cooing at him for being so horny while he rolls his eyes at your playfulness and sinks deeper into your warm walls.

Your cunt is dangerously addictive, like a drug to König. You moan out blissfully and bite your bottom lip before pressing your lips against his at the stretch. Your core tightens and you arch your back as you become delirious, your fingers tangled in König's locks of auburn hair, making out with him messily through the pulsing pleasure. König bucks his broad hips into you and groans into your lips, sucking on each other's tongues while listening to the sound of the birds whistling outside, along with the sound of his heavy balls smacking against your tight rear with each deep thrust. “Scheiße, you drive me crazy, Mäusi.”

It's König's favourite way to start his day; fucking you until you're breathless. Although, König won't let you go until noon, when you're aching with his load spilling out of your aroused cunny.