Chapter 3
Emma’s POV.
Marcus didn’t give me a second to catch my breath after that first brutal pounding.
He yanked his thick c**k out of my wrecked cunt with a filthy wet pop, strings of my thick cream stretching between us and breaking messily onto my thighs, then flipped me face down on the exam table so fast my heavy t**s squished flat against the crinkled paper.
My ass shot straight up high, knees shoved wide apart, and he fisted one big hand tight in my hair, wrenching my head back hard while his other palm cracked down across my ass cheek with a loud sharp smack that made my skin burn instantly red.
“f**k, look at this ass jiggling for me,” he growled low and hungry, spanking me again and again, harder each time, leaving hot red handprints all over my cheeks while he lined up
