Love, Obsession, Torture
“Robin, I want to hear you.”
“Yes, ready.” I breathed. He rolled his hips back and thrusts hard, pounding at my opening.
“Oh God…”
“Jesus, Robin…”
We cried out together, as he pounded in and out of me over and over.
“I love being inside you lady, Fuckkkkkk.”
He whispered, thrusting back and forth, wrapping his arm around my waist, his other thumb circling my clit. He flicked his thumb over the sensitive lip, stroking and circling over and over until my clit was hard as lead. I jerked forward and dug my nails into his shoulders, moaning and cursing as my arousal heightened to the roof. I’m static, tensed and pulsing around his cock inside me.