The first weak rays of morning light filtered through the loft window, but the cabin was still quiet. Too quiet.I lay sprawled on the bed, completely naked and wrecked. Marcus’s thick cum from the night’s three loads was still slowly leaking out of my swollen, abused pussy, soaking the sheets beneath me. My thighs ached, my nipples were red from his bites and sucks, and my voice was hoarse from moaning into his palm.Marcus wasn’t done.He loomed over me, his powerful body glistening with sweat, cock already rock-hard again and glistening with our mixed juices. At 44, the man had stamina that put college boys to shame.“Time for breakfast soon, princess,” he murmured, voice low and rough as he spread my legs wide again. “Your stepdad will be up any minute making coffee. But first… one more load to keep you nice and full all day.”He pushed back inside me in one smooth, deep thrust. I gasped loudly, back arching as he filled me completely.“Shhh,” he warned, clamping his large hand o
Read more