Filthy, Dirty Desires
Animalistic grunts fall from his mouth as he buries that hardness inside of me repeatedly, sliding a hand under my backside and lifting it so that his humongous balls slap against my skin with every downward movement.
“It’s a good fucking thing you need my seed, Your Majesty, because with a pussy this sweet, I couldn’t pull out even if I tried.”
My hands collapse weakly over my head as I submit myself to his merciless pounding, my head lolling to the side and eyes sliding shut. I’ve long stopped trying to fight his roughness and my surprising reaction to it.
When he circles his hips, that monster crawling around every single inch of my insides like a snake, I whimper, biting my lower lip. It