CHAPTER 2: CALL ME MOMMY
She scrambled onto the bed, presenting herself to me. I took my time, slicking the toy with lube, then pressing the blunt head against her soaked entrance.
“Please,” she whimpered, pushing her hips back.
“Please, what?”
“Please, ma’am, f**k me.”
I drove into her with one smooth, deep thrust. She screamed, a raw, beautiful sound, her back arching as she took every inch.
I didn’t give her a second to adjust. I slammed into her, pounding, sinking deeper and thrusting harder into her very core.
“You like that, you cheating little w***e?” I grunted, my hands digging into her hips, slapping her ass brutally. “You like how a real woman fills you up? Stretches you out?”
“Yes! God, yes! It’s so much better!” she sobbed, her face buried in the sheets.
“Of course it
