“Ah yes, you do like it girl. You even love it, you little slut. You love having your husband’s long, thick, hard erect p***s thrusting all the way up inside of you. Maybe next time you’ll get to wear makeup and perfume, panties and stockings and pretty little ribbons in your hair. But for now you’ll have to be content with just your new negligee and f**k-me shoes, and my big hard prick sticking you. So let’s see how much you love being really f****d!”
Once again she pulls back. But this time she actually lunges forward, stabbing brutally up into me and forcing a pained grunt from between my clenched teeth. Again and again she repeats this potent stroke, building up and then settling into a powerfully plunging rhythm marked by gasps of effort and ecstasy on her part and simultaneous groan
