He grinned, pulling me onto the bed. "Round two?"
My legs were still shaky from the orgasm he'd just ripped out of me. c*m was already leaking down my inner thighs, warm and sticky. I did not care. I wanted more. I wanted him everywhere.
I crawled forward on the mattress, turning to face him fully for the first time since he had slid out from under the bed. His c**k was still half-hard, glistening with my juices and his own release. Thick veins pulsed along the shaft. God, he was bigger than I had imagined. Long enough to hit places my ex never could.
I reached out, wrapping my fingers around him, stroking slowly from base to tip. He hissed through his teeth. His hips jerked forward into my grip.
"Look at this c**k," I murmured. "Still dripping with my p***y cream. You f****d me so
