FILTHY SESSION 2.
“You like that huh”
He snarled, doing it once again.
He continued in a teasing and punishing rhythm, his hips snapping forward, with his c**k dragging out to the tip before slamming back in.
Every thrust shoved me up the wall, my n*****s brushing the paint, my toes, barely touching the ground anymore.
He reached around and found my c**t, with two rough fingers, rubbing fast circles while he f****d me.
“c*m on my c**k” he commanded, his lips scraping the lobes of my ear, his breath, hot.
“Show me how much you love having me inside you”
I was already on the edge of my climax. The pressure built fast and vicious, my legs were shaking so hard I would have dropped to the floor if he wasn't holding on to me.
“ I'm…”
“Yes, do it. “ He ordered, pinching my c**t
