Cindy POV:
His cockhead moved over my c**t every time he pressed his d**k upward, and these barely audible sounds left me. I wasn’t in control right now.
But then again, I didn’t want to be. And for long seconds, all Francis did was move back and forth against me, driving our passion higher.
I had my hands on his biceps, dug my nails into his flesh, and heard him hiss. But as I was about to remove my fingers from his skin, he grunted.
“No, I like it.” He thrust against me hard, pressing on the bundle of nerves over and over again. “I want to f**k you so hard, want to stretch this little p***y of yours.”
He groaned deeply, the noise more pained than anything I’d ever heard before. Everything inside me stilled, became tense and ready.
He had his mouth by my ear and said, “Relax for m
