While I’m focusing on my earthy, sweet taste, I barely process that he’s gearing up and ready to go. The entire time he was getting me off, I could feel his c**k growing more against my leg, but now he is massaging my folds with the tip of his member. The smooth skin of his organ delicately pushes aside my soaking wet lips. And like that, he enters me completely unannounced. I scream as he moves me towards him so that my hips line up with his girthy, long shaft.
“It’s my turn now,” he snarls, looking more like his namesake than ever. Those brown eyes light up like fire in the night. I swear I can see sparks dancing near his black pupils. Along my back, he paws at me, grabbing at what little fat I’ve got on me for support. His hips move upwards, forcing himself even deeper into me, and the
