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Hot For You

summary: prompt fill. Wally is horny as fuck and can't keep his hands out of his pants. who are you not to help a friend in need? (request)

pairing: Wally Clark x fem!reader

warnings: smut. flashfic. masturbation. pre-canon. accidental interruption. very mild daddy kink.

bon reading, frens

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Hot For You

It's your fault, Wally thinks, fucking hand down his pants, fondling himself as he remembers what you were wearing. Those teeny tiny little gym shorts, t-shirt snug to your body—knotted at the front, a strip of smooth skin on display—those knee-high socks that give the impression of schoolgirl innocence when Wally knows (he fucking knows) you're anything but.

He's hidden away in the Home Ec. room, the school empty on Friday afternoon, but he thought he had football practice, so there he is. And then he'd seen you come out of the girls' locker room, ready to volleyball, chatting and giggling to Sarah Miller as you winked at him on your way by.

He watched your hips sway, your ass cheeks flex—one two, one two, one two—as you walked down the hall.

Wally was hard in seconds. So quick his vision spotted.

He made himself scarce as soon as Rodney informed him that practice was cancelled. Booked it to the first place he could think of for privacy. The Home Ec. room is at the back of the school. Second floor. No one goes near that area, especially on a Friday.

Except maybe the janitor, but Wally can't think straight enough to give a shit. Using spit for lube, he strokes himself slowly. He should probably hurry it up, but he can't bring himself to fast-forward through the fantasy.

You looked so good. Fucking edible. What Wally wouldn't give to sink his teeth into you and make you his. Sadly, you don't seem interested, always coy, but aloof. Flirting until you've had your fill and then walking away to leave Wally panting and hard in your wake. Tease.

He groans as he pictures you, those sweet tits out for him, your hands rubbing and caressing them, showing him how you like to be touched. His grip tightens at the tip, his thumb smooths other the slit, collecting pre and slicking his hand back down the length of his cock.

Wally spreads his legs wider and sinks deeper into the chair. Fuck, you'd look so good in his lap. He groans. Face hot. Lips parted. Eyes clenched shut so he can watch the show unfold in his brain. He bets your pussy would be his favorite. Pink and glistening for him. Sweet as honey and sloppy when he fucks you.

Oh God. His head falls back as he releases a moan. Too loud. He doesn't care. You're so fucking hot. And he'd take such good care of you, baby; make sure you come at least twice before he spills inside you. Gets you nice and bloated with his come.

"Fuck, baby," He hisses, hand moving a little faster, though he's still taking his time. Focused on stripping the head, other hand cupping his balls. Shit. Fuck.

"Wally?"

Jesus, no.

Wally's hand stills, but he doesn't remove it. Doesn't even have the wherewithal to think about how he looks and how he should probably change that image. His eyes widen and he gulps, staring at you in pure horror.

And then he notices. You don't look shocked or disgusted or embarrassed.

You bite your lip, closing the door and locking it behind you—God, had he really been that dumb to forget to do that? You take slow steps forward, hips swaying, gaze locked on where he's holding himself. Where he's flushed and hard. Just for you, not that you know that.

He doesn't know what to say, so he doesn't say anything. Slides his hand down to grip the base of his cock, shamelessly showing off what could be yours if you ask nicely as he leans back in the chair with a cocky smirk.

He watches as you step right up to him and then grin. Sultry and Cheshire. You plant your feet on either side of his legs, your hips hovering over his, and, in one sensual motion, you peel off your top.

Wally's brain explodes.

"Need some help?" You purr, taking a seat in his lap like you've done it a thousand times.

He pulls in a shaky breath, his eyes falling to your lips, "You gonna give me a hand?"

Your grin turns wicked. Leaning in to whisper in his ear, "I was thinking something else. If you want it."

Yes, he fucking does.

In an instant, he has his hands on your ass, his mouth on yours, tongue down your throat as he stands and walks you to one of the tables. Drops you hard and shoves you back with his body, his lips never leaving yours.

His fingers hook into those teeny tiny shorts, and he drags them down your legs and off. Tosses them somewhere for you to find later because, right now, he needs to see all of you.

You moan, the sound making him dizzy, and wrap your legs around his waist as soon as he's back on you, pinning your wrists to the table as he humps his cock against your hot pussy. Fuck, you're wet for him, slickening him up so good he can't think beyond it.

"So fucking hot, baby," He groans, releasing your wrists long enough to strip off his shirt. Then he's all over you, chest pressed to yours, skin to skin, the sensation so heady he has to take a second to breathe.

"Daddy~." You coo, and, shit, fuck, yeah, okay, he can get into that.

He grunts, "God," and bites your bottom lip, soothes it with his tongue before licking into your mouth again. "You want it, baby?" He asks, hips dragging in a slow stroke, pushing his cock between your folds.

"Please," You whimper, your eyes glazed and heavy, cheeks such a pretty pink that Wally thinks that's his new favorite color.

Leaning in to nip your ear, he whispers a dark, promising, "Gonna be my good girl? Gonna take all of me?" And he grinds forward again, losing himself to the friction for a moment.

"I'll be so good for you, Daddy," You gasp, and he's done. Control snapped in half from the way you sound so greedy for him.

Part of him wonders if this is a dream. If he smacked his head somewhere along the way and he's in the best coma ever. But, it's real; your skin too soft, curves too perfect under his hand. He's got you under him for real, and he intends to take advantage of it. You know, since you're willing.

Wally lines himself up. One powerful thrust and he's completely enveloped in you, groaning in ecstasy as your pussy grips him nice and tight. Fuck. God. He could die now and have no regrets.

You struggle against the hold he has on your wrists, but he doesn't give in. Moves his hand to your throat instead as he starts moving. Beating his cock into you. Sharp. Hard. No time or patience to slow down. He wants and he's going to get.

"Fuck, you're so perfect, baby." He moans. "So good for Daddy. So fucking hot." He watches your tits bounce with every thrust, nipples so pretty he needs a taste. His tongue flicks one, his teeth close around it, and then he's suckling with a hot groan. "So fucking perfect," His breath on your wet skin raises goosebumps.

Wally's mind has melted, lost totally to his lust. An animal for you, on you, in you, fucking your pussy so hard the sound bounces off the walls in the quiet space. He feels you tremble beneath him, your throat convulsing under his hand when you swallow or whimper or sigh. He tightens his grip slightly, keeping you there.

"Gonna make me come so fucking hard, baby," He pants, hips wild, he's never felt anything this good in his life, Christ, he can't get enough. "Do you want it? You want Daddy to fill you up?"

You arch your back and keen.

He takes that as a resounding 'yes' and picks up the pace, wanting desperately to paint your fucking insides with his come. To make you his.

Pounding into you, five, six, more times and you tense, pussy clenching around him, your voice weak and raspy when you tell him you're coming, and, hell yeah, he can feel it. His eyes roll back, his brain short-circuits, and then, holy fuck, he's coming, heat punching out of him like a freight train.

He grunts, hitches his hips, grinds into you as he spills everything he's got into you, pussy squelching as some of it leaks out around his cock. He knew he was pent-up, he just didn't realize how bad until the wave breaks and he collapses forward, barely catching himself before he crushes you under his weight.

You and he lay there in silence as the afterglow creeps in. Soft and vulnerable and perfect, just like Wally knew it would be. He lifts himself up on one arm and gazes down at you with a crooked smile.

"Hey," He says, belated and cheeky.

You smile, "Hey."

Wally can't help the chuckle that escapes him. He's elated. Giddy. Got the girl of his dreams naked, his softening cock still buried deep, and he wants to shout from the rooftops how good you made him feel.

You stare up at him, sweet, gorgeous as Venus, "We should see if it's that good in a bed."

Wally's smile widens, and he nods, "Definitely."

But right now, he has plans to bend you over and fuck you against the counter before you ride him into the sunset on that chair over there.

After that, you and he can discuss whose bed you were suggesting.

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“Wally Clark class of ‘84 🫱” OKAYYY BUT WHY ARE MY CLOTHES OFF NOW

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: School Spirits (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Wally Clark/Maddie Nears Characters: Maddie Nears, Wally Clark, Charley (School Spirits), Rhonda (School Spirits), Quinn (School Spirits), Yuri (School Spirits), Janet Hamilton, Mr. Martin (School Spirits), Simon Elroy, Nicole Herrera, Xavier Baxter, Claire (School Spirits) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Drama & Romance, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Romance, Soulmates

Summary: Maddie Nears has returned to her own body, and to her own life, leaving Wally Clark heartbroken.

It’s the end of a love story, or is it?

Life after death is real, after all, and as Maddie and Wally are about to learn, love might just be enough to achieve the impossible.

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Yes! This is a fic I’ve begun to write since my original post messing around with the idea went down so well~

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You Belong with Me 💙🏈📖

Wally Clark x fem reader Y/N slow burn story

Part 21: Summary: In complete bliss that you have finally told Wally that you love him and that he loves you back, you tell Maddie and then there is a meeting with the living kids to figure out a plan to lure Janet to the school and lure Mr Martin out of the scars for answers. 

After kissing what felt like hours on the grass, you and Wally get up still in complete bliss of finally admitting your feelings. “Um, I know this is properly the last thing on your mind, but what are we going to tell Maddie? I know you two were close.” You ask while interlocking your fingers with his as you head off the field. “I don’t know, but I think she will understand right? I mean she’s not technically dead.” Wally responded. “We can tell her together if you want to?” you ask. “Darling, I want to do everything with you.” He replied lifting your hands and placing a kiss on yours. You head inside and go to the library figuring out that’s where everyone would be, and you were right they were all there discussing who would go into their scars next. 

You and Wally approach the table, still holding hands and Wally says, “Hey Maddie, is it ok if Y/N and I talk to you for a sec?” he asks letting go of your hand. She nods and gets up from the table and heads to another section of the library to talk in private. “What’s up guys?” she asks. Not wanting to beat around the bush, Wally comes out and says, “Y/N and I just discovered we have feelings for each other, and we want to explore that connection. I had a really nice time getting to know you and I really do like you, but I can’t hide my feelings anymore. I’m sorry.” You expected her to get mad or something because you have seen how close they have become in such a short period. “It’s ok Wally. I’m not really dead anyways so it would have been awful to grow attached to someone that I can’t be with. And I kind of figured you guys had something going on. I mean the way Wally talks about you I’m surprised you guys weren’t together this whole time.” She says “Thank you for understanding. And I want to let you know, I did really like spending time with you, but I just need to be true to myself.” Wally says. She gives you a reassuring nod as you head back to the table with the others.

“By the look on your face I’m assuming you finally told him?” Charley asks as he notices you and Wally holding hands. “I mean I didn’t technically, I was practicing what I was going to say when he was in his scar and forgot that of you are close enough in the veil? Whatever it is, he heard everything, and he admitted he had feelings too.” You reply. Charley jaw drops and Rhonda adds, “I’m really happy for you guys but we really need to know if you saw Mr Martin in your scar Wally because I really don’t want to experience my murder again.” “He wasn’t there.” “So, he’s in either Charleys, Rhonda’s, mine or even one of the loopers and how can we even check those ones?” Tommy questions as he opens one of Mr Martins notebooks. “So, who is going in next?” Maddie asks. Silence fell over the library well the living kids were still around the library. “Fine, Ill go.” Tommy says as he grabs his item, a denim baseball cap with badges all over. “Wait” you say rushing after him as he leaves the library. “It will be hard in there, but just remember you already lived it; nothing can hurt you. Just try and forget what you are seeing and find him.” He puts his baseball cap on his head and says, “Thank you Y/N” then he leaves out of the library to the main entrance of the school.

“Ok, while we wait, tell me everything!” Charley says enthusiastically. “I mean there isn’t much to talk about, we already told you every-“ “When did you fall in love with her Wally?” Charley says as he interrupts you. “Halloween 1983 when I accidently walked in on her changing. I tried to push away the feelings, same reason why Y/N did, because we were afraid of losing each other and being stuck in this place for God knows how long.” Wally admits as he places a hand on your knee gently stroking his thumb up and down your jeans. “So, if you guys just talked, you would have been together this whole time?” Maddie asks. “Yeah, well I guess it’s hard for a himbo and a chickee.” You say looking at Rhonda who gave you those nicknames and you all laugh. 

Tommy enters back into the library out of breath like he’s been running. “I saw him in there. As soon as I got close enough, he went through a door and disappeared.” “What the fuck? Where does he keep going?” Rhonda says angerly. You remember some sketch in Mr Martins satchel. Grabbing it from the table you find the paper and examine it. A piece of parchment paper with initials spread out over it. “Guys, remember this piece of parchment paper he had, what if it’s some kind of map?” Looking at it closely Wally runs out of the library and comes back with a map of the school. You place the parchment paper on top. “Holy shit, it is a map.” Charley says. “But what are all these initials?” Tommy asks. “Wait I remember something at the back of Wally’s notebook.” Maddie says as she grabs his notebook. She opens up to a page that seems like it’s a football play. She grabs a marker and copies what’s in the book to the paper. “It’s defiantly a map. They are all connected. That’s how he can easily outrun us and disappear.” Maddie confirms. “Shit, now what do we do?” Rhonda asks. “What are we all meant to go into our scars at the same time or something?” Tommy says. “We can’t do that. We have no idea what that could do, it could fuck everything up, we can’t risk it.” You say. “We have to think of a game plan somehow trap him, while my friends in the real world are trying to get Janet out of my body.” Maddie says. “Right, we need to have a group meeting or something between the living and us. Maybe Simon could translate our ideas.” You utter. “I can’t think of anything else so let’s do it. I’ll find Simon and tell him the idea; we can do it on the theatre stage after school.” Maddie shares as she leaves to go find Simon.

The bell rings signalling the end of the school day, while you watch most students head home- gosh you wish you could do that- you and the other ghosts head to the theatre were Maddie is with Simon setting up chairs with our faces on. “Uh, what’s with the faces on the chairs Cherry Pop?” Rhonda asks as she directs her attention to Maddie. “Simon thought it would help, just take a seat, the others should be here soon.” She says as she looks over to the door waiting for her living friends to appear through. You take your seat next to Wally and Charley on the other side. You notice Wally move his chair closer to yours and takes your hand- internal screams! -. Suddenly the door opens, and you see Maddie’s friends walk in. imminently your eyes focus on your niece, Lily as she walks in. You knew them all, Nicole, Xavier, and Claire but of course they don’t know you-or that you are sitting on the chairs- they bring their attention close to the photos to look. “Ok, your way to close blue eyes.” Rhonda snarls when Xavier gets a bit too close to her face for her liking. “Wait, that’s my mom’s maiden name. That’s my aunt that died in 1983, she’s here?” Lily says with concern discovering that her aunt she’s never met has been trapped in school before she was born. “Maddie, tell Simon to tell her that I’m ok and that I’m so proud of the person she has become.” You ask. Maddie nods her head and Simon tells Lily. She instantly cries and Nicole and Claire comfort her, something you wish you could do. 

Waiting for Lily to settle, Simon starts the meeting? “So, we need to come up with a plan on how we can lure Janet back to school so Maddie can get her body back and the ghosts need a plan to try to get Mr Martin out of something called scars. Is that right?” Simon says as he directs his attention to Maddie to which she nods her head. “This Janet girl likes science stuff, what if we tell her that the school has some new science experiment that she has to see for herself.” Claire suggests. “Ok, you guys’ figure that one out but how are we meant to get Mr Martin out of the scars?” Tommy says. “I read this thing that ghosts don’t like salt so maybe you can get some and fling it on him or something?” Xavier replies. Silence spreads through the air. You don’t know if you are meant to laugh or if he was serious. Completely ignoring what Xavier said, “Rhonda and Charley, I know you guys want to go into your scar, but it may be our only option.” You voice out, looking at them.

“She’s right Rons, we have to try I mean they did, what’s the worst that could happen?” Charley says looking at her. “But he could be in another fucking scar, and we went through that for nothing.” She snaps in anger. You stand up and crouch next to her “I know you can do this. Mr Manfredo can’t hurt you. Yeah, you will see him, but he can’t hurt you anymore.” You say trying to reassure her. “And if he isn’t in yours or Charley’s we can try one of the loopers, maybe Yuri in the art room or one of the marching band kids, maybe we can figure out a way to break their loop” you add. Maddie briefly tells Simon what we are discussing to the living kids to which Lily says, “She sounds exactly like my mom. Kind, caring and always there for others.” Hearing that felt like a punch to your gut, devastated that you can’t hug her. Wally sees your upset and hugs you instead. 

Charley and Rhonda look at each other knowing what they have to do, they get up and leave to grab their object- key? - to get into their scars. “We are going to try and talk to one of the loopers and see if they know anything and you work on a plan to get Janet here” you say to Maddie who repeats to Simon. You Wally and Tommy leave the theatre in hopes of talking to at least one of them. 

With no success with either of them you head to the library to discuss what to do next when you see Rhonda and Charley in the hallway. “Well, we both did it and he wasn’t fucking there.” Rhonda yells. Maddie appears from one of the classrooms. “I don’t get it, where is he?” Charley says as Maddie approaches. Suddenly in one of the classrooms you hear some yelling, someone who defiantly shouldn’t be here so late at night. You all scramble to the noise when Maddie says “Mr Anderson?” “Maddie, thank god your alive!” the man says hugging her. “Wait who the hell are you guys?” he adds. You are all in shock that he can see, hear, and talk to you. “Wait if you’re here that means…”. Maddie utters. “Holy shit” Wally says. You all gasp in realization. You can’t find Mr Martin in the scars anymore because he’s not here, he’s taken over a body just like Janet did. 

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Down By The Lake

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Summary: Wally gives you a ride home. ;)

Author's Note: I do plan on writing about other people too but Wally is my current hyper fixation so bare with me. Thanks for the support and send me some requests! Love -L

Wally Clark was undeniably the hottest guy in school. At least he was to you. Maybe it was the tension you were sure you were making up in your head. Or the fact that you had a crush on him for as long as you could remember.

He had noticed you too. He couldn’t deny he felt the pull between you. Your eyes would lock for a brief moment and his chest would tighten. His gaze always seemed to find you even in a crowd. That’s why he wasn’t surprised when his eyes locked on you during football practice. You were sitting in the bleachers waiting for your little sister to finish cheerleading practice. You were reading a book, legs crossed when you felt eyes on you. You glanced up slowly eyes meeting Wally’s his tongue darting out to lick the corner of his mouth causing heat to pull at your center.

It was honestly pathetic how easily he could get to you. Your little sister rushing up the bleachers blocks your view. You look up at her with a smile. “Ready to go?” She fidgets with her hands giving you a pleading look. “Can you find a ride home? The girls really want to head to the mall.” You sigh unzipping your bag, digging in it until you find your keys. You hand them to her with a warning, “If you get even a scratch on my car-“ She interrupts you “Yea I know. I’ll be careful. Promise.” She skips down the stairs dangling the keys in front of the other cheerleaders and exclaiming “Got them! Mall here we come.” The other girls squeal and grab their bags heading to the car. You sigh knowing you’ll have to walk home.

You stick your book in your bag sliding it over your shoulders as you head down the bleachers. You head to leave the stadium as you hear someone call your name. You stop turning around and see Wally jogging to you. He looks good even covered in sweat. “Do you need a ride?” He asks slightly out of breath and looking at you with those chocolate eyes. “I was just gonna walk.” You shrug. “I don’t wanna be a bother.” He chuckles shaking his head at you. “I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t wanna take you home, Beautiful.” Your cheeks heat and you giggle at him. “Okay, you can take me home Wally.” His smile brightens at your agreement. “I gotta go grab my bag. Give me one minute.” He says before rushing off toward the locker rooms. You stand there smile on your face as you fiddle with the straps of your bag.

Wally is back in a flash resting his hand on your lower back guiding you towards his truck. He opens the door for you making sure you are in before closing it and jogging around to get in the drivers side. “Are you hungry? I always get super hungry after practice. Let me take you out for dinner.” He is looking at you waiting for a response. “How about we go through a drive through and eat by the lake? It’s such a nice day out and if you are actually going to take me out I need a little more notice then this.” You smile back at him.

You chat about football and your book as you get food and drive to the lake. Wally helps you out before spreading his letterman out on his tailgate for you to sit on. You hop up and then Wally sits next to you close enough that his leg rubs against yours. You carry on your conversation as you eat your burger and fries. Wally stealing a few fries from you. You playfully bat his hand away and he gives you an adorable pout.

After you finish eating Wally hops off the tailgate and stands between your legs. “I like you a lot.” He murmurs as his hand rests on your knee. You look up at him eyes locking as you realize how close he is. “Can I kiss you? Please.” He whispers.

“Wally, I like you too. Like a lot. I am drawn to you somehow. You can more than kiss me.” You admit cheeks heating as you realize what you’ve said.

His lips smash into yours causing the tension to swallow you both whole. His hands slide up your legs squeezing your thighs with his hands drawing a whimper from you. He breaks the kiss resting his forehead on yours.

“I want you. But I want you to know that I still wanna take you on that date.” His hand brushes your cheek. “You can have me Wally. In any way you want. And I want you to take me out on that date too.” You rush out before kissing his lips again, tongue tracing his bottom lip.

His hands wrap around your thighs carrying you to the backseat of his truck. He lays you down carefully before crawling in after you closing the door once he’s inside.

He hovers over your frame soaking in the moment. He leans down capturing your lips in a heated kiss as his hands find their way under your shirt. He pushes it over your head lips only breaking apart for a brief moment.

Your hands find his toned stomach scratching it gently before helping him tug his shirt over his head. He visibly shivers as your nails rake down his stomach. He leans down kissing and biting the top of your breast marking you as his.

You whine as he pulls your bra off finally seeing your breasts in full glory. He takes a minute to commit this to full memory, your chest heaving under him that flustered look on your face. His mouth attaches to your breast as his hands trail down your sides until they reach the waistband of your skirt. He grunts as you lift your hips to brush against his.

He trails his lips down your stomach and bunches your skirt up around your waist, drawing in a breath at the sight of the damp spot in your lacy little panties. He hooks his fingers dragging them down your thighs and tossing them in his front seat.

He drags his pointer finger down your slit before spreading you open with his thumbs. The sight of you wet for him has his hips jerking into the seat. You whine getting impatient with him. "Please touch me." You whimper at him. He smirks up at you "I've got you baby. I am just savoring this moment."

He scoots you up, your back resting against the side door as he rest the back of your knees against his shoulders before blowing out hot air onto your center. "Open those eyes baby. I want you to watch me as I eat your sweet pussy." he squeezes your thigh. Your eyes shoot open locking onto the sinful image of his tongue darting out to flick against your clit.

Your hangs tangle into his dark strands, lifting your hips to bring his mouth closer to you. He brings his middle finger slowly sinking into you, a whine leaving you. "Fuck you are so tight Baby." He murmurs against you.

His tongue continues to flick against your bundle of nerves making you breathless. "Wally." you whine tugging at his hair. He looks up at you tongue still working against you while his middle finger fucks into you. "I need you. Please." You squirm underneath him.

He pulls away pushing his sweats down his thighs before sitting in the seat. He pats his lap. Your eyes lock onto his thick cock as it stands in all its glory. "Come on baby. I want you to ride me." He grabs your ankle pulling you towards him.

You scoot to him straddling his lap before reaching between you two drag the head of his cock through your wetness. His breath catches and he rushes to pull your lips to his kissing you as you sink slowly down his cock. You gasp as you take in the head and feel the thick vein on the underneath. The stretch almost painful as he fills you.

His hands find your hips to help you bounce on him. His lips attach to your breast covering them in his marks. "Taking me so well baby. Feel so good." he growls out at you clench around him. Your fingernails digging into his shoulders as you fuck down on him. The noise of your pussy swallowing his cock and your whines filling the air around you spurring you to move faster.

His hands lifting your hips to help as your legs begin to shake. The feeling so overwhelming that tears well up in your eyes. He kisses the tears as they stream down hitting that spot inside you. "Wally... I'm close." You whine as you tuck your head into his neck. His hand reaches up grabbing your ponytail yanking your head back. "I wanna see this pretty face when you fall apart." He grunts.

You whine out reaching your hand down to toy with your clit, clenching around him as he slams your hips against him. Your pussy stutters around him eyes closing as you reach the end. His eyes never leave your face as he feels you cum around him. "Fuck. Where do you want it?" He pants out. You look down at him fluttering your lashes look somehow innocent as he ruins your pussy. "Cum inside me Wally." You smile at him. That sentence alone pushes him to fill you with his spend.

He fucks his cum into you before resting his forehead on your collarbone both of you breathing heavy. "Fuck who knew you were such a freak Baby." Wally chuckles kissing you as your cheeks heat. He gently removes himself from you before helping you climb into his passenger seat. He gets in starting the truck before he snatches your panties from you tucking them into his pocket. "These are mine now. I want you to feel my cum dripping down those pretty thighs."