the door slams
hands grab
blindfolded and whimpering.
your lips on mine
tongue forcing in
biting my lips.
furniture hitting my legs
dragging me through the house
landing in a chair.
my shirt sliced open
cool air violates my breasts
the roughness making me shake.
you hear my breathing
erratic, excited
hands groping for yours.
no words, no ruining the moment
you groan a bit, kneeling down
your cock hard against my leg.
my skirt falls away
my panties cut off
hearing you sigh as you spread my legs.
tongue against my clit
fingers dipping in
one at a time, slowly.
you force something else in
cold, bumpy, unfamiliar
but you fuck me with it
and i like it.
my moans grow louder
shaking, hips bucking
feeling violated and soaked.
you don't stop, biting up my body
twisting my nipples
shuddering when i scream.
you pull it out, dripping it on my leg
rubbing it over my lips
watching me blow it.
one of your hands leaves the object
for your cock, i assume
and suddenly you're right there.
hearing pants
sucking my ear
jerking your cock against my thigh.
whimpering.
begging.
pleading.
please.
fuck me.
let me cum.
don't stop.
please.
my mind races
cunt aches, and finally
you thrust
i scream
cum on contact
and you fuck harder.
you're panting, shoving
slamming into me
finally
cumming.
but not
and never
stopping.
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