Chapter 50.
Clara’s Pov.
Maxwell’s c**k brushed against the entrance of my p***y and I felt the pleasure at the pit of my stomach.
His right hand clutched the right side of my waist while his other hand held his huge c**k which was now gliding up and down against my p***y.
“f**k!” The moan crawled out of my lips as the cap pierced against my wet opening.
“Look at you…” Maxwell moaned, urging me to stare at myself in the mirror.
A feeling of shyness crawled into me as I stared at us. We looked… we looked wild, standing before the mirror with trembling body and a p***y which was so damn ready to eat his c**k clean.
Oh, God… even after making the move, I still felt shy.
Maxwell’s grip on my neck tightened then he moved his waist, shoving half of his huge c**k into my p***y and stret
