Broken Moans: A Compilation
He thrust once, twice, then buried himself deep in my throat and let go in thick pulses that I had to swallow fast, over and over, until he finally pulled back, letting the last spurt of cum land on my tongue.
He pulled out slowly. I gasped, coughing, my lips swollen and shining with his release. He looked down at me, seeming satisfied. “Stand up,” he said.
I did as ordered, my legs numb from kneeling for a while.
He reached out suddenly and hooked a finger under the front of my thong, tugging it aside. Two thick fingers slid through my soaked folds and curled inside me without warning. I cried out, my hips jerking against his finger.
“So wet,” he chuckled. “You liked almost getting caught,