Cabin redhead demands cum on tongue after pinning him

In the warm glow of our snowy cabin retreat, I pinned him to the bed after a day of teasing hikes, my red hair cascading as I rode him deep and slow, controlling every thrust until he begged. Now, spent and on my stomach, I turn my face up, tongue extended confidently, demanding his release right there—watching his hand guide the thick ropes of cum onto my waiting mouth, dripping down my chin in hot strings that make me smirk through the bliss. The taste hits salty and thick, my eyes fluttering shut as I savor the control, body arched naked against the sheets, the winter chill outside forgotten in this dominant afterglow where I own every drop he gives.