Maybe she has a point. I may very well rip her apart if I enter her right now. I’ll have to loosen her up first.
The idea of f*****g her with my fingers has me licking my lips.
She’s making gasping sounds as I pump my fingers in her cunt. Her breasts bounce with each movement, and I reach my head down to torment them.
Her fingers release the blanket, choosing to seek purchase in my hair. She pulls at it, mindlessly sobbing out my name as I coax another o****m out of her. Her eyes glaze over as she cums, her fingers clenching my hair in desperation.
Seeing this normally elegant and composed woman unravel into this needy, lustful mess, sweat clinging to her body, her legs spread for me, satisfies the darkest part of me. If I could, I would keep her like this in our bedroom. Her sobbing c
