69 Dripping Fantasies
Maddox stood there naked, cock jutting out thick and proud, already leaking at the tip.
“Um… I…” Words failed me.
I didn’t need them. He grabbed me by the tits, pulled me forward, and slammed his mouth over mine. The kiss was deep, messy, possessive, his tongue fucking my mouth while his fingers dug into my breasts. I melted against him, moaning into his throat.
“Oh yeah,” Agnes laughed from the bed. “My husband fucks rough.” And fuck, I loved it.