53 - Jessy

My legs started shaking again, my fingers contracting and that wave going down and up into my womb. And I was almost sure that I would end up tearing a piece of the cushion with my teeth, because I tried to muffle my sounds by putting that shit in my mouth, and I regretted it when I felt the foam dropping, and maybe Hazz was kicked out of the building by the sound that escaped from my half-open mouth, maybe the list of women wanting to have sex

The feeling was of being gliding, feeling the pressure drop quickly in my blood, and keep me stable. The feeling was a fall. A climb. A victory and a loss. And that man, capable of sucking at that level, hid under a shell that pushed everyone away. I'm glad I had insisted on that. I'm glad my eyes never failed to recognize a wonderful fuck.

Thank God, Hallelujah.

I was gathering all my willpower that was still left in that burning body to continue containing me, so as not to throw my legs around his waist and force him to fuck me with the cock,