EPILOGUE

A FEW YEARS LATER

“YEAH, yeah…fuck”

I moaned loving the feel of him moving in and out of me while he enjoyed the show like he always had.

He let me take over at times and this was one of those times where I sat in his arms, his hands on my back as I bounced my titties off his dick.

The bad thing about it is that it didn’t feel half as satisfying like when he had control over everything and he knew that.

“Had enough?” he asked, I slapped his cheek.

“Fine you win you can take over”

He chuckled,

“I thought you would never ask”

Holding me in place, my head towering his and our eyes locked on each other, he slipped his dick in me again taking control over everything.

Then just as fast and rough as he always was, he thrust once in me and I could feel him all the way in my womb, all the way in to my hilt hitting that spot that only he could reach.

“That felt good, didn’t it?”

“Don’t gloat, just make love to me like how I like it”

His thrusts increased, stretching my insides, forcing my walls