Forbidden Taboos : Steamy dark stories
She felt like trash.
Weaver didn't last long. His grunts grew louder, thrusts erratic, almost desperate. Lacy reeled, despairing. Panic-stricken, eyes wide. A muffled yell fought through her gag. In his licentious rampage, he hadn't bothered to wear a condom, and she wasn't on the pill. Weaver grasped her thighs, pounding her hard and fast, racing to finish. Pressure mounting. Boiling tension in his balls. Feeling his impending release, he slammed into her and exploded inside with a strained grunt. His cock pulsed and lurched, gushing copiously into the deepest part of her cunt. She felt the torrent of hot jizz bathing her cervix and sobbed in helpless fury. When he pulled out, his seed spil