Steamy Dreams
“Look at you. My son’s sweet little ex-girlfriend, creaming all over his father’s cock like a desperate whore. You love this, don’t you? Love being used by the man you’re not supposed to want.”
“Yes…God, yes…” I sobbed, head falling back, hair sticking to my sweaty skin. My thighs burned, but I couldn’t stop.
The angle was perfect, every downward thrust had his cockhead grinding against that spot inside me that made my vision spark white.
I was close again already, embarrassingly fast. Vincent sat up suddenly, wrapping one arm around my waist and flipping us again so I was on my stomach.
Before I could catch my breath, he yanked my hips up, forcing my ass in the air, face pressed into the sh