Naomi’s Pov
“You grow wet so fast,” Ben grunted, putting his hands on my hips. I took pleasure in the way I could feel him occasionally scratch my p***y a little with his fingers, and then that made the pleasure the more. “You have been thinking about my c**k since you got up, haven't you?”
"Yes!" I screamed, and tossed my head back and forth. "I want you to fill me up. I want to feel you everywhere!"
Ben was strong as he f****d me. It was not gentle at all. He was just f*****g the hell from my ass to my p***y, pushing into me with that strength that made me feel dizzy. I saw myself on the chrome toaster at the counter. I could see my flushed, sweating face, and his black shape behind me, like a machine.
“I will leave you over there,” Ben whispered to my ears, his voice rough. “I will
