PMS

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Info - Period pain and sensitivity, boob worship, cock warming, comfort

"Mmmmm," I groaned.

"Period," Timothée said instantly from beside me. "That's a period moan, or at least PMS."

"How did you know?" I asked groggily.

"I've got it tracked on my calendar," he said, holding up his phone.

"You do?" I asked, feeling more awake.

"I've been away for your past four, I felt so bad," he said and sat up. "Can I get you what I bought?" He asked.

"You're prepared?" I asked in shock.

"Course I am!" He said excitedly and scrambled out of bed. He was back soon with a heating pad, a bar of chocolate with raspberries, and a soft stuffed moose.

"How are you so perfect?" I asked. He placed the heating pad on my stomach. He pressed a chaste kiss to my lips.

"Mmm, you taste like chocolate my love," he smiled.

"You're so sweet," I swooned.

"Anything else?" He asked.

"Well," I said, avoiding his eyes.

"Please tell me," he pleaded.

"Well, my boobs-"

"On it!" He cried. "The girls need my attention."

He lifted my shirt. I loved when he called my breasts "the girls". He spread his fingers around the base of my breast. He slowly brought them up until he reach the peak of my nipple. I gave my nipple a little press and I whined.

"Feel good? Or too much?" He asked.

"So good, usually they're so sore but this helps," I told him.

He smiled and drew designs on my boobs. He circled my nipples and then licked each. I was shivered from need. He slowly closed his lips around my left nipple. His mouth was warm and soft. On my other breast he gently massaged. I was panting and arching into his mouth.

"Oh Timothée," I gasped.

He sucked softly. All over each breast he collected my skin in his mouth. His warm wet mouth was soothing the pain. He kissed all over them.

"I'm sorry," I whined.

"What?" He asked.

"I just, I'm so empty. I want your cock, but blood-"

"I don't give a fucking shit. If my baby wants my cock she gets my cock. Your period is natural. I would much rather you feel good than be worried about blood on my dick," he said gently. He pulled down my panties. He slowly slipped his cock into me.

"Ohh! It's perfect," I moaned.

"Such a brave girl," he praised.

"Can I have your mouth again?" I asked.

"Of course," he said lowering his warm mouth to my breasts again.

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