The Only Man I Will Ever Want

"Fucking hell. You are so hot and so sweet" Zayne groaned, his lips leaving hers and starting to trail kisses down to her neck.

His tongue licked her skin and Loriet moaned softly, her grip on his shoulders tightening even more as she sought to hold him close to herself.

"Aaah... Fuck, what's wrong with... With me?" Her words were slurred in a moan.

"Nothing is wrong with you. You just want to be fucked and used by me, your master and that..." His hand reached underneath her dress.

"Is completely normal for a tool" he completed his words, touching her panties.

"Aargh!" Loiret gasped, feeling his warm hand on her panties.

"You are so wet, though" Zayne growled, feeling her soaked panties in his hands and feeling her pussy along with it.

It was just like he recalled it to be from that night he spent with her.

With no warning, his hand grabbed the panty and ripped it apart.

"The moons!" Loiret gasped and then felt her pussy drip even more.

She remained holding onto his shoulder