Norman
I kept thrusting through her orgasm, feeling her cunt spasm and gush around my c**k, but I wasn’t ready to finish yet. Not like this.
I pulled out slowly, my shaft glistening with her release, thick and throbbing. She whimpered at the loss, legs shaking, barely able to hold herself up against the desk.
I stepped back, breathing hard, and sat down on the edge of the bed. I spread my legs wide, c**k standing hard and slick between them, veins pulsing, the head shiny with her wetness.
“Come here,” I said, voice low and rough.
She turned slowly, eyes glassy, cheeks flushed, lips parted. Her dress was still bunched around her waist, t**s out, thighs shiny with her own wetness. She walked toward me on unsteady legs; the sight of her like that — wrecked, obedient, and beautiful made m
