Club el Diablo
I need this.
And it stops.
I'm going to kill him.
"What, nothing to say?" he taunts.
My body is on fire. No matter that I want to wrap my fingers around his throat and cut off his air supply, I need his cock inside me. Now. I no longer want to play his dominance games but damn I wouldn't mind playing a few of my own. I will handle this myself. I close my eyes and picture him naked, tied to a bed, his long thick cock at attention waiting for my mouth. Slowly, my tongue runs along the length-circling, nibbling, sucking. He's unable to touch me or control my movements and I sit up, raise my body above him, and impale myself on each sweet inch.
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