Dirty Daddies Underground
I’m barely holding it together.
My pace quickens, and she doesn’t pull back, doesn’t protest. She just takes it, like she was made for this. She braces herself as I slam into her throat again and again. I feel it, the tightening, the twitch, the pulse that says I’m seconds from coming, and I force myself to stop. I yank back, my grip slipping to the base of my cock to squeeze and stave off the inevitable.
But just as I’m about to pull out completely, she fucking tugs.