Wicked Pleasures [Steamy Short Stories]
“I know exactly what’s on your mind. You want to hurry up and wash yourself down here, am I right?”
He suddenly bent her forward over the tub’s edge, her hands clutching the wooden rim of the tub for support as he added, “It’s because you’re scared of getting pregnant with my kid.” he taunted, shoving three thick fingers deep into her still-sensitive cunt, stretching her open.
Nelly’s face twisted in discomfort and unwanted sensation. “If you already know that, then please, just let me do it!”
He withdrew his fingers abruptly, causing her to gasp sharply as he used them to pry apart her swollen pussy lips, allowing thick globs of his sticky semen to ooze out into his other hand.