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He takes control, pushing and pulling my hips as he grinds his cock into me. My body shakes with his hard fuck, jolts of pleasure rushing through me. He moans, moans louder, then grits his teeth.
"Fuck!" He yells.
He grips both of my hips again, demanding my to keep fucking him. I feel him tense. He lets out a loud moan, and I feel his cock throb inside me again. I watch as he squeezes his eyes tight and bites his bottom lip. He lets out a last whimper, then lets go of my hips. His arms fall to his sides on the bed. I collapse onto the bed beside him, enjoying the feel of his cum gushing out of me.
"You were wrong," I say.
"About what?" he asks.
"I didn't blow you."
- COMMENTS
SyleusSnow6 months agoVery good. Very real. Some of her background would have added to the story. Is she just as defeated as him? There must be more to her attraction / obsession with him ... it doesn't seem strong enough to justify hanging around waiting for him, hoping for more than just casual contact.
