CHAPTER 2: COOKING WITH HIS c**k INSIDE ME
TAMMIE’S POV
The moan that wants to tear from my throat is barely contained - I bite my tongue so hard I taste copper as he sinks into me inch by devastating inch.
He's big, so f*****g big, stretching my walls around his girth, filling me up in a way I've never been filled before.
By the time he bottoms out, his hips flush against my ass, I feel impaled. Split open. Owned.
"Jesus Christ," he groans, his grip tightening on my hip. "You're tight. Tightest f*****g cunt I've ever felt. Like a hot little fist squeezing my cock." He pulls back slowly, then pushes in again, and the drag of him against my sensitive walls makes stars explode behind my closed eyes. "This p***y was made for me, wasn't it? Made to be stuffed full of my c**k whenever I
