Addicted to The Treacherous
I wanted it, "Move faster, Ben!"
My knees bent, raising my hips high to get a stronger sensation. Ben did, pressing me deep, then pulling out as far as he could with an accelerating tempo.
The shocks made the corners of my chest rub against the surface of the mattress. The feeling? Amazing. Again, I get a release and immediately weaken.
Ben didn't stop pounding even though I was on the floor. He kept reaching for the end until he spewed all his juices inside me. Warm under intense pressure.
"You're always delicious, Ren." Ben complimented me? His husky voice sounded like he was caressing my right shoulder. "Thank you."
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