"You're a horny girl. Not f****d since your asshole ex left?"
"Long... before... then," she breathed out between groans.
I got it. Poor thing. If I'd pressed a bit more I might have been able to f**k her for free, no problem. But I had another tactic in mind, even more fun. "So you want me to make you come?"
"Oh yeah, yeah." She reached back and pressed a hand to my hip, urging me to go faster. I kept my pace.
"Two hundred."
"Huh?"
"For an orgasm." I started scissor-f*****g her now, biting a marble thigh that had draped itself over my shoulder but keeping a firm hold on her shoulder to maintain a precise rhythm and overpowering depth.
"You bastard! Uhhh!" She tried to resist but I was the Borg of fuckers. It was futile. "Okay, okay, but it better be--"
I was already on it, pounding
