The aftershock still rippled through me as I lay still underneath the stranger. I could still feel his c**k pulsating inside me while his body pressed down on me. My mouth was a mess, the bitter-salty tang of David’s spërm a persistent taste on my tongue.
And just when I thought we were done, I felt the stranger’s c**k harden in me.
With a low, possessive grunt, he shifted his weight, his c**k twisting inside me—a shock of sensation that made me gasp. Before I could even process the movement, his hands were on my hips, his grip brutal.
He rolled me in one powerful motion onto my back. The world tilted, the bedspread blurry beneath me. My heavy tìts swayed with the movement, slapping against my chest before settling.
His hands pushed my thighs apart, his calloused palms rough on my inne
