Erotic sex

He traced me again and I groaned out. Anal sex had never been on my radar but I knew when it came time to it, I would let Drake do whatever he wanted with my body, just so long as he never stopped touching me.

When his fingers went further south, he began sliding a single finger through my wet lips, entering me very slowly and then retreating. I whimpered out, gripping his shoulders for dear life. For being a huge extravagant yacht, thus bathroom left us little room.

The best that I could, I slid my hand down between us, touching him from the outside of his shorts. He bit me but I liked it and I knew it was his approval to what I was doing to him. When I found the top of his shorts, I slowly slid my hand and at exactly the same time that I wrapped my hands around his cock, he sank two fingers inside of me.

"Drake!" I cried, gripping his cock tightly as I felt my walls squeeze his fingers.

"Fucking hell," he growled out, plunging even deeper inside of me. "So fucking tight..."

I began