#Soundproof cars

[goodoldbandit]

Why "Loud Pipes Don't Save Lives": A Professional Guide to Effective Motorcycle Safety

Debunking the myth that "loud pipes save lives" with evidence-based safety practices. Explore how visibility, defensive riding, and modern technology can keep motorcyclists safe. #MotorcycleSafety #VisibilityMatters #DefensiveRiding #RoadSafety #SafetyTec

Debunking the myth that “loud pipes save lives” with evidence-based safety practices. Explore how visibility, defensive riding, and modern technology can keep motorcyclists safe. #MotorcycleSafety #VisibilityMatters #DefensiveRiding #RoadSafety #SafetyTech Busting the Myth of Loud Pipes Motorcyclists have long debated the merits of loud exhaust systems, often encapsulated in the slogan, “Loud…

[gromky]

also big big fan of the IRA introduction/“you’re the chosen one” scene in s2 bc he plays it sooo so so cool the whole time smirking and showing off like he couldn’t care less and then the second he’s alone in the next room he’s screaming and throwing shit and like. there’s no way they didn’t hear him losing it in that echoey warehouse

[caroloftheshells]

when i'm on a plane (enclosed space) and they're playing that repetitive pre-flight plane muzak i find that annoying as well and i put on some headphones about it instead of throttling the flight attendants.

and yes sometimes people are more aggressive/defensive about the purity of their sound bubbles than about visual stimuli because of the pervasiveness, like, literal pervading-the-air quality of sound; i can't find it rn but there are articles &c about how it's this property of music & other sound that's harnessed politically in all sorts of ways that would be ineffective for other art forms. in a "defensive" sense wrt noise ordinance laws. in an "offensive" sense wrt high-pitched noises meant to keep young people from gathering in particular public spaces or, at the extreme end, torture. so it's not far-fetched to say there are people who think they will accept just whatever in public spaces but are actually willing to draw a line in the sand wrt sound stimuli because It Is Known that sound is pervasive and that the "wrong kind" of sound can cross a boundary as it is definitionally not enclosed/contained in a way that lets you just look the other way.

the catch is, what does that make it morally acceptable to Do about the unwanted sound in a given situation? who decides whether a sound is unwanted enough, for enough ppl, to act on it? what constitutes sonic harm, as opposed to sonic annoyance (or sonic difference)? is it cool of me to yell at the flight attendants to turn that shit off because i'm trying to take a nap on the plane? are we going to hold a majority-rules vote on kicking the baby out the window who's crying through a bumpy descent? those would be some possible Noise In Enclosed Space solutions. would never in my life follow through on them though because uh something about *checks notes* decency and respect for your fellow passengers

[sirpeppersto]

husband and i saw a cybertruck while we were walking to get breakfast and i yelled "AW HELL NAW...REDDIT CAR!!!" at it and i hope the dickhead inside heard me

[cinnamon-toast-cronch]

I need more friends who aren't afraid to sing very loudly in the car. I want a karaoke session

[scumtrout]

The older I get, the more I find it absolutely batfuck insane that you're expected to sleep in a tent and not in your car when camping.

You have no car, only backpack? Sleep in tent.

You used car to transport tent? SLEEP IN CAR.

[thefirstvanishingmemories]

While not all of us have a fortune to spend on Bentleys and Rolls-Royces, the next best thing is using car soundproofing material in areas creating vibrations, or noise.

[soundskinsglobal]

Exploring the Benefits of Sound Deadening Panels for Cars and Soundproof Door Kits 

Introduction 

Driving is not just a means of transportation; it's an experience that should be enjoyed to the fullest. Whether you're cruising down the highway, navigating through busy city streets, or simply running errands, the quality of your drive greatly influences your overall satisfaction. Unwanted noise from outside the vehicle can be a significant distraction, and that's where SoundSkins Global comes into play. We specialize in providing top-notch soundproofing solutions for your car, including Sound Deadening Panels For Cars and Soundproof Door Kits. In this article, we'll explore how these products can transform your driving experience and ensure a quieter, more comfortable ride. 

Revolutionizing Your Drive with Sound-Deadening Panels 

Noise pollution within a vehicle can be a major annoyance, especially on long drives or during daily commutes. SoundSkins Global's Sound Deadening Panels are designed to tackle this issue head-on. These panels are meticulously engineered to absorb and dampen exterior noise, resulting in a significantly quieter cabin. Whether it's the rumble of the engine, the hum of the tires, or the sounds of traffic, our Sound Deadening Panels are tailored to reduce unwanted noise and vibrations. 

Installation is a breeze with our user-friendly, self-adhesive panels. We can be easily applied to various parts of your vehicle, including the doors, roof, and floor, without the need for professional assistance 

Soundproof Door Kits: Elevating Your In-Car Audio Experience 

Your car doors are often the primary entry point for external noise, making them a crucial area to address when soundproofing your vehicle. SoundSkins Global's Soundproof Door Kit is designed to fortify this vulnerable area, creating an acoustic barrier between your car's interior and the noisy world outside. 

Our Soundproof Door Kits include a combination of materials such as sound-deadening mats, foams, and seals, all engineered to reduce noise infiltration. By eliminating the rattles and vibrations commonly associated with car doors, these kits not only create a quieter environment but also enhance the overall audio quality within your vehicle. Say goodbye to distorted music and hello to a premium in-car audio experience. 

Why Choose SoundSkins Global? 

At SoundSkins Global, we take pride in our commitment to excellence and innovation in the field of automotive soundproofing. Our products are rigorously tested and designed to meet the highest industry standards, ensuring you receive the best possible results. Here are a few key reasons why you should choose SoundSkins Global: 

Quality Assurance: Our Sound Deadening Panels and Soundproof Door Kits are crafted from premium materials, delivering long-lasting performance and durability. 

Easy Installation: With our user-friendly installation guides, you can transform your car into a quieter sanctuary without the need for professional installation. 

Customer Satisfaction: We prioritize customer satisfaction and offer exceptional customer support to address any questions or concerns you may have. 

Conclusion 

In today's fast-paced world, the ability to enjoy a peaceful and noise-free driving experience is more valuable than ever. SoundSkins Global's Sound Deadening Panels and Soundproof Door Kits empower you to take control of your car's acoustic environment, ensuring a smoother, quieter, and more enjoyable ride. Elevate your driving experience with our innovative soundproofing solutions and embark on a journey where tranquility meets the open road. Say goodbye to noisy commutes and hello to a world of automotive serenity with SoundSkins Global. 

[supercarvn]

Giới thiệu về thương hiệu SUPERCAR - Cách âm, chống ồn cho ô tô tốt nhất thị trường

SUPERCAR được sản xuất với công nghệ Nga chỉ sử dụng những vật liệu chất lượng cao cấp nhất. Các sản phẩm đều được chế tạo để có thể hoạt động tốt trong những điều kiện thời tiết khắc nghiệt nhất. Đặc biệt không sử dụng các vật liệu kém chất lượng và có chất gây hại cho sức khỏe.

SUPERCAR thiết kế đặc biệt để đáp ứng các tiêu chuẩn an toàn dành cho ô tô. Tất cả các sản phẩm ít nhất đều có khả năng chống cháy, nhưng nhiều sản phẩm có khả năng tự chữa cháy. Chúng tôi cũng đáp ứng tiêu chuẩn EU (tuân thủ RoHS) về việc hạn chế sử dụng 10 chất độc hại.

[milo-is-rambling]

Vaping so much that I’m hot boxing the van in honor of not fucking wanting to go inside

[soundproofings]

The Silencer's expert automotive soundproofing services can improve your driving enjoyment. We recognise the value of a calm, comfortable cabin environment free from vibrations and outside noise. In order to eliminate road noise, engine noise, and other distractions and create a tranquil sanctuary on wheels, our skilled experts specialise in soundproofing cars. With our expert soundproofing solutions, you'll feel reduced vibrations and have a more delightful and soothing driving experience. Engine vibrations and road impacts can make you tired and uncomfortable. Our qualified mechanics will examine your vehicle. With our expert soundproofing solutions, you'll feel reduced vibrations and have a more delightful and soothing driving experience. Engine vibrations and road impacts can make you tired and uncomfortable. To arrange a consultation and learn how we can turn your car into a peaceful refuge, call us at 0468 356 600 right away.

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[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

having one (1) moment of rest after. gestures vaguely to All Of Today and i really am just that last pic. sprawled out on hotel bed fucking freezing bc its cold in here headphones turned up real loud listenint to smfsd for what must be the 20th time today

[insoundproof]

Why do my car AC compressor sound loud?

My friend Steve recently had an issue with his car's AC compressor. It was making a loud noise and he was wondering why. After doing some research, it became clear that he wasn't alone in this problem. A lot of people have been experiencing loud noises coming from their car AC compressors.

So, why is your car AC compressor making loud noises? Generally, it's because the parts have worn out or need to be replaced. If the AC compressor belt is too tight, it can cause the compressor to make a loud sound when it's running. Other causes of a loud AC compressor include a damaged clutch, broken bearing, or a damaged compressor.

Luckily, there are a few things you can do soundproof the noise in your car AC compressor. First, you should make sure that the AC compressor belt is properly tensioned. It should be tight enough to keep the compressor from slipping, but not so tight that it causes the compressor to make a loud noise. You should also check the compressor for any damage or wear and tear, and replace any parts that need to be replaced.

It's also a good idea to soundproof the car AC compressor. This can be done by using foam insulation around the unit, to reduce the noise it makes. You can also purchase special soundproofing materials for your car, but these can be expensive.

When it comes to car AC compressors, it's normal for them to make a certain amount of noise. However, if your compressor is making an excessive amount of noise, it's time to take a closer look. It's possible that the parts have worn out or need to be replaced, so it's important to take the necessary steps to fix the problem.

My friend Steve was able to solve his AC compressor problem by making sure the belt was properly tensioned and by using foam insulation around the unit. Doing this reduced the noise significantly, and now Steve can enjoy a quieter ride.

If you're having issues with a loud car AC compressor, make sure to check the belt tension and replace any worn or broken parts. You should also consider soundproofing the compressor to reduce the noise it makes. Taking these steps can help you enjoy a quieter ride in your car.

If possible, it's also a good idea to get your car serviced regularly, as this can help to prevent AC compressor problems in the future. You should also keep an eye on the compressor and make sure that it's working properly. If you notice any strange noises or a decrease in performance, it's best to get it checked out by a professional.

Finally, if your AC compressor is making an excessive amount of noise, it's important to get it looked at as soon as possible. An excessively loud compressor can cause damage to the system, so it's best to take care of the problem before it gets worse. Taking the necessary steps to fix your car AC compressor can help to make your ride smoother and quieter.

[mickyschumacher]

hi!! could u an oscar smut wherein he's fooling with reader, making her supress her moans bcs the walls are thin, but in reality, they were soundproof (like his drivers room post-rough race for ex.) thank uuu

𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: silverstone 2024 was a tough one for oscar. he needs a bit of relieving... some reassurance if you will.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 18+ (minors dni), mentions of silverstone 2024 if you couldn't tell, kissing, blowjob, technically unprotected even though it's not oral sex, pussy rubbing (?), fluff, insecure oscar :(

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: oscar piastri x girlfriend!fem!reader

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2k

𝐀/𝐍: ugh loved doing this request! kinda took a bit of creative liberty but i hope you enjoyed it either way♡︎ // as usual, poorly proofread

𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Oscar hated Silverstone with a fucking passion.

He must say, it was a newfound passion but the enthusiasm he had for it was unparalleled.

He could've won.

His first Grand Prix. His team's home race. It would've been perfect.

But in the end, his pure loyalty and reliance on McLaren let him down. He should've boxed. Fuck, he knew that. Why didn't he just say it?

Oscar couldn't help but give tight smiles to his staff as he ventured towards his room, completely over the briefing they just had. He wasn't in the mood to play nice. Kim Needle, his trainer, was hot on his trail.

Abruptly, he stopped in between the papaya and black corridor, turning to meet the surprised face of his trainer. "Kim, listen, I just need some time alone... if that's alright," Oscar asked timidly, not wanting to be an asshole entirely.

Kim pursed his lips and nodded. "Whatever you need, mate. Just come out when you're done, okay? We'll get through this one."

Oscar nodded in response, giving him a thankful smile before continuing on. Upon opening the door, he couldn't be more relieved at the sight of you worriedly sitting on the small black couch.

"Osc," you said softly, standing up from the couch with a pained smile.

The driver simply returned the gesture, closing the door behind him. He eyed your open arms, laughing internally before welcoming the warm hug.

Oscar bit his lip, trying to prevent the string of sighs coming out but the soothing rubs of your hand on his back made it difficult. He could hear your muffled sorry, apologising for the rough day.

His hands around your waist tightened. "I... fuck, I should've done better," he admitted.

Your eyes widened, immediately pulling away from the comforting embrace, letting his hands still rest on your waist. You held his warm, tired face in your hands, sternly meeting his brown eyes. You could feel Oscar relax in your grasp. "Hey, no, no. Don't do that. You did so well, baby. Just give it some time, hmm? I know it was a shitty move but it's the first time in a while McLaren's had such a fast car–a winning car. No one's going to get this right immediately."

Oscar searched your eyes, feeling your fingers trace the etched in lines of his racing gear across his face. He never knew how you did it. And by 'it,' he meant the way you consoled people. He was secretly jealous of it. How did you always know the right thing to say? God, it was almost as infuriating as it was admirable.

You were worried Oscar had gone down a horrible spiral of some sorts with his unresponsive expression. But much to your surprise, your lips had found an answer before you could even think of one.

Your arms fell to his shoulders, hands hanging around his neck. Oscar's lips, often familiar, were lost in a more passionate haze, pulling you in closer towards him.

You think you were struggling to breathe. You weren't quite sure. You could hear strained breathing. Whether it was you or Oscar was a mystery. There was one thing you were certain of, however. The burning sensation travelling up your spine as his fingers grazed your bare hot skin under your shirt.

You gasped at the coldness of his touch, allowing Oscar to kiss you deeper, accessing your mouth fully with his tongue. A small moan travelled to your ears as your hands reached those brown locks.

You rasped Oscar's name, trying to pull away for some air but it was as if some ravenous monster had captured your boyfriend. Your neck tingled with feel of his lips pressing sloppy kisses down the base, hot breath sending goosebumps up your skin.

"Oscar," you said again, this time covering his lips with your hand. You watched as his lust-ridden eyes flickered to yours, both of your chests heaving desperately for air. You could tell he was wondering why you were stopping him, especially when you were enjoying it so much. "We'll get caught."

Oscar wanted laugh internally. While it may have been your first time trying something out in his driver's room, Oscar had spent one time too many with his hands on his cock, cumming to your name. He knew they were soundproof. God forbid, someone heard private matters or him screaming out of frustration on a bad race.

But you didn't need to know that.

"Guess you'll have to be quiet then. Can you do that for me, baby?"

You blinked blankly, throat dry all of sudden. Without a word, you nodded. Your knees almost buckled at the sinister grin on Oscar's face as he took you by the hand and sat you onto his lap.

Oscar looked up at you, smiling softly while tucking your hair behind your ears. "You look so pretty," he murmured, hands brushing your body ever so slightly. "All for me?"

"All for you," you whispered, pressing your lips onto his neck.

Oscar's head fell back and his eyes closed as you took your sweet time attacking his neck. Your kisses were soft, resisting the urge to mark his neck. All the words Oscar had learned in all his years of living were coiled at his throat. He could never think straight when you glided your lips across his Adam's apple. Nor when he could feel you nestled into his laps, creating bigger problems than he imagined.

You could feel his muscles tense as your hand slid down his shirt, stopping right at his v-line. Oscar opened his eyes, looking at the spot where your hand paused and thighs straddled him. He sucked in a sharp breath, looking at you with a pleading gaze.

You smiled. Under different circumstances, you would tease him. But you couldn't afford to tease. You didn't have the time to. Your hands crept to the waistband of his jeans, pulling down the material along with his boxers.

Oscar let out a low exhale at the feel of cold air brushing his semi-hard cock. He swallowed the saliva that had built up in his mouth as you sunk to your knees, hand gently grazing the tip of his cock. "Oh fuck," he hissed, eagerly watching you open your mouth to let strings of warm saliva drop onto his cock, hand wrapping around to rub the lube up and down his shaft.

Your tongue swiped the bottom of your lip before pressing a small kiss to his tongue, feeling Oscar's cock twitch in anticipation. Your mouth opened, lips stretching as you hollowed your throat, taking in his cock.

A quiet groan slipped out of Oscar's mouth upon the feel of your warmth spreading around his cock, almost disappearing into your mouth. He couldn't tell what was worse. The way your mouth felt or the way you looked up at him with those eyes.

Oscar's hand travelled to the back of your neck, gathering all your hair in one hand before twirling it around to tighten his grip. He sighed as you opened your throat up further, allowing him to guide his cock. "Such a good girl," he praised.

Your thighs clenched at the praise, holding back your moan. You could feel your head begin to move as he pushed his cock down your throat. You relaxed your cheeks and mouth, taking as much of him as you could.

Oscar averted his eyes from your mouth to your face. God you were just so pretty. Your big glassy eyes, skin flushed with traces of sweat, lips red, soft, and puffy while your fragrance lulled him.

A jolt was elicited out of Oscar's body upon the feel of your hands travelling towards his balls, taking the time to rub them gently as the pace of your mouth began to speed up.

"Shit," he muttered under his breath, muscles tensing while the tingling feeling at the pit of his stomach began to bubble. Reluctantly, no matter how insane you were driving him, Oscar pulled you away, heavily breathing. "I need you," he immediately said.

Without too much thinking, you were standing and undoing your own pants, letting Oscar partially pass away as the sight of your wet panties.

Instinctively, Oscar's hands reached for your waist, thumb moving to graze your covered wet folds, satisfied at the jerk of your body as he brushed your clit. He reached to grab his cock before he felt your hand on his wrist.

"Oscar," you called urgently.

"What?" He almost said painfully, knowing very well that you knew he had put off his own climax.

You winced, almost apologetic to what you were about to say. "We don't have a condom."

Oscar blinked at your words, head slumping down. Fuck. Of course... of course you didn't. As much as he loved children and especially if they were with you, he didn't have any idea of them any time soon.

But he did have a better idea.

Oscar snapped his head back up, standing up to lie you down on the couch.

"Osc, what are you–"

"Trust me, this is going to sound stupid and I'm going to feel thirteen all over again, but just trust me."

Before you could respond, you could see Oscar hovering over you with the greediest desperation. You took a sharp breath as he pulled your underwear to the side and hooked his cock underneath, flushed against your folds.

Slowly, rather than pushing into you, he rubbed his cock between your folds, letting the tip of his cock skim your clit.

"Oh fu–" you quickly covered your mouth, moaning into your forearm, teeth biting down on your lip as you remembered those thin walls.

Oscar knew exactly how you felt. It was stupid and almost childish to do but the feeling of his cock against your folds, bordering going in, receiving the vibrations of your convulsing body as he circled your clit drove him to depths of insanity he never knew he had.

He moved to remove your arm, hearing your refusal as he thrust his hips against you. "Let me hear you, baby. It doesn't matter."

You didn't understand what he meant but you couldn't do anything but fall apart, almost weeping at the way his cock felt against your pussy.

"Fuck," you sobbed out, own hips bucking faster as you chased your climax. It was hard, coming in waves while Oscar drove you higher with his thumb on your clit, moving ever so slowly.

"That's it, come on," Oscar cajoled, letting you ride out your high as he restrained himself from cumming right there and then. As much was he wanted to, he really couldn't.

He called your name, bringing you back to reality with his own desperation. You smiled sweetly, opening your mouth as Oscar's hand wrapped around his cock, moving up and down his shaft with an urgent speed.

You could hear the loud rasp of Oscar's while his hips stuttered, spilling his warm cum into your mouth. Without wasting a second, his hands travelled to your face and brought your lips to his, tasting himself on his tongue.

"Well done," Oscar said, "I'm proud of you." He pressed a soft kiss to the side of your lips as he brought you into a hug.

"Hey! That was my line," you complained, narrowing your eyes playfully making him laugh quietly to himself.

"Thank you though. For making me feel better. Before and well, this," he whispered with a wide smile.

You pursed your lips. "Anything for you, Osc. Just don't think about it too much, okay? I always worry what goes on in that sweet little head of yours."

Oscar laughed again, reaching over to grab your pants. He watched you put a leg into them before you paused, making him raise a brow.

"I thought you said the walls were–"

"Uh, uh," Oscar cut off, gesturing for the second leg of your pants. "Just don't think about it too much," he repeated with a cheeky grin.

You gaped, suddenly clicking two and two together. "Oscar! You little shit!"

© 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑

[aerinaga]

my daddy p.

paige bueckers x reader

warnings: smut (eating out, slight bdsm)

note: in honor of the cake that says daddy p 😙 happy fathers day special

you and paige were on the way to her fathers house to celebrate fathers day.

you were going to celebrate fathers day with her side of the family, since your family was out of the country at the moment. paige’s family was always so outgoing, they never made you feel like you’re out of place.

you and paige were currently in the car, she looked beautiful as per usual. i mean, there wasn’t any day where she looked ugly. her right hand was on your inner thigh, rubbing it in small circles. gosh, that made you wet. you felt butterflies in your stomach.

you arrived at her house, greeting her dad.

“happy fathers day, bob!” you said. you gave him a fine bottle of white wine.

while they were preparing dinner, you and paige headed up to her old room. as soon as paige closed the door, she kissed you like it was the end of the world.

her hands went down to your waist, squeezing it. you let out a small moan, you could feel her smile against your lips. the both of you let go, breaths were heavy and echoing around the room.

“you look so beautiful, i can’t wait to have you later.”

“alright, daddy p.”

“daddy p?”

“yeah, MY daddy p.” you gave her a flirtatious smile, drawing small circles on her chest.

she smirked at you, she knew what was going down later.

the moment the both of you entered your apartment (which was thankfully soundproofed), she grabbed you by the waist and hoisted you up the island table.

she didn’t waste anytime, she was aggressively kissing you down your neck. she was nibbling on every part of your skin, leaving little bite marks. you were hers. your soft moans were getting louder by the second, leading her to kiss you down in between your breasts, squeezing them from time to time just to hear you get louder.

she pulled down the zipper of your sundress, slipping you out of it and throwing your dress on the sofa, discarding your bra and underwear somewhere. she kissed up your lips, not minding the fact that you were a mess already. she just wanted you.

“lay on your stomach for me.”

you obliged, landing your stomach on the cold surface. you felt her rubbing her hand on your ass cheek. you didn’t exactly know what to expect. she landed a stingy slap on your ass. you moaned loudly, who knew you liked this?

“you’re such a slut for me baby, i want you to count for me okay?”

“yes, p.”

“thats not my name baby. what were you calling me earlier again? use that.”

“yes, daddy.”

“good girl.”

slap. “one”

slap. “two”

slap. “three”

slap. “four”

slap. “five” you were whimpering slightly, tears were forming up in your eyes.

“just a little more baby.”

slap. “six”

slap. “seven”

you were anticipating another slap, but instead, you were turned over by paige. she was smirking at you, engulfing you in another kiss.

“such a good girl for me, baby. because you’re such a good girl, i’ll give you a reward.”

she spread your legs wide open, kissing up your legs til she reaches your inner thighs. her kisses were so soft and delicate, eliciting a moan out of you.

her face was close to your pussy, you could feel her breathing. she placed a soft kiss on it, making you grab a handful of her hair. she grunted from the sudden pull on her hair, but she loved it.

she wasted no time licking up a stripe on your clit, circling her tongue on your pussy. she was always able to make you cum just by eating you out, it was insane. she bit your clit softly, making you jolt your legs in between her head.

she used her strength to pry it open wide, her muscles were being put to use.

there was always this spot on your pussy, it made your legs shake, it gets you close to cumming, makes you close your legs from the feeling of soreness, and especially makes your toes curl.

she was hitting that spot. oh gosh, it felt so fucking good. your legs were wrapping around her head, yet she wasn’t stopping at all. she doesn’t plan to.

“oh my god— p, daddy— i’m cumm- oh fuck, i’m gonna cum, daddy.”

the pressure of her tongue was going faster, making your legs shake violently. you exhaled loudly, feeling your release. she looked back up at you.

her nose was glistening with your cum on it. her lips were berry pink, eyes looking like they were in heaven.

you were pussy naked in front of her, legs were spread opened, shaking, your pussy was pink and puffed up.

paige loves this sight.

you swiftly sat up, grabbing her face and smashing your lips on hers. you wrapped your arms around her neck, wanting to be closer to her. you felt her wrap her arms around your legs, carrying you to the bedroom.

“you look like a mess, baby. but we’re not done yet.”

oh.

she held your arms up. using her other hand, she pried your legs open, wasting no time to rub your clit in slow motion. she pushed two fingers in, wasting no time to fuck you.

you were moaning louder by the minute. while she finger fucked you out, she kissed you down your breasts, nibbling on your nipple. she gave you love bites all over your chest, as if it was a blank canvas.

“you can handle three, right baby?”

“yes, daddy.”

she slid another finger in, but this time, she was pushing her fingers in and out of you as if there was no tomorrow.

you were screaming from pleasure at that point, the knot building up inside of you.

“who owns you hm?”

“you.”

“who?”

“you, daddy. you own me. i’m— oh fuck fuck fuck. feels so good, daddy.” you whimper under her.

you were squirming under her, you weren’t sure if you could last longer before you were about to cum again.

regardless, paiges fingers were moving faster by the second. you were moaning under her. your back was arching, your head was thrown back, eyes were meeting heaven.

paige looked at you like you were an angel.

the little scream you let out knew you were going to cum.

you felt the sheets being wet, you see paige looking down at your pussy. you squirted.

paige never looked so proud, her smug smirk displayed on her face. you never felt so embarrassed, you immediately covered your face with your hands.

“it’s alright baby, i’ll clean you up. after all, i am your daddy. right?”

“yes, you’re my daddy p.”

she chuckles and gives you a kiss before heading in to the bathroom to draw you a bath.