"f**k!"
Violet's thighs trembled almost violently. Like the last few times she came, it seemed the orgasms had been ripped from her almost against her will. Carlton had a control over her body in ways she had never imagined one could. Or ever would.
Carl's head came up for air as he panted and watched as her body spasmed and quivered at his touch. He hadn't even breached her yet and he had played her body like a finely tuned instrument to several climaxes. His d**k was so hard now that his balls ached.
Crawling up her body slowly, his lips traced a rough trail up her torso and paused to suck at her breasts before continuing upward.
"Carl," she whimpered as his lips took her n****e into his mouth to suck. He thought of correcting her, but it was her birthday. She could call him Santa an
