EDNA
Malrick pulled my skirt up, only stopping when it was a little past the middle of my thighs. He followed up by pulling down his briefs, allowing me to see his hard member before lowering himself slightly.
My top and bra had already been removed, leaving my upper body bare. Malrick, on the other hand, was still clothed, and the contrast made my lower abdomen clench.
When he pulled away my panties, I averted my gaze. Even though we’ve done this several times already, I still felt embarrassed each time.
But he reached out, his hand holding my chin and forcing me to look at me.
“Don’t do that,” He whispered, his raspy voice making my heart beat faster. “I need you to look at me as I f**k you.”
He held my waist with both hands and slowly, his member pushed in, inch by inch, not slow
