Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Steamy Stories
He looked down at her, at her ruined dress, her swollen breasts, her tear-streaked face.
He unzipped his trousers. He pulled out his cock.
It was huge. Thick and long, with a heavy, swollen head. It was hard, jutting out from his body, a testament to his own arousal. He wrapped his hand around the base, stroking it slowly. The sight was the most erotic thing she had ever seen.
“Open your mouth,” he commanded.
Her body was exhausted, but her obedience was instinctual. She parted her lips, her tongue darting out to wet them. He stepped closer, guiding the head of his cock to her mouth. He rubbed the slick, pre-cum-covered tip over her lips, painting them with his essence.