Erotic Tales: Love, Lust and Romance
“Fuck back at me.”
I grip the headboard and do my best, banging back- ward onto his cock. However hard I try, I can’t match the power and depth of his thrusts. “You do it, please,” I wheedle. “You’re better at it than I am.”
He laughs quietly, withdraws and flips me over because by that point I’m extremely pliant and flippable. He pushes my legs back and fucks me as if his life depends on it. He’s making huffy, spittly noises and he claws my tits, practically using them to gain purchase. Sweat from his forehead sprinkles my face. I wish I could lick him. Inside me, he’s enormous, relentless, ferocious, and I’m loving every second because, as I said to the lady, sugar upsets my vagina. I need