CHAPTER 66.
DE-SHAWN'S POINT OF VIEW.
My fingers thrust deeper and faster; gasps escaped her lips no matter how hard she tried to hold them in. The pressure was building up. I could feel her walls clenching tightly against my fingers.
She soaked my fingers with her wetness. Goddamn, Daisy!
That p***y is always wet for me.
“Just say yes,” I groaned, curling my fingers to stroke that sweet spot.
Just as I expected, she didn’t say a word. She kept mute and said nothing.
She only moaned, her ass pushing back, and I slapped it hard again, her flesh jiggling under my palm. “Say it, baby… just say yes. You can’t hold out for long.”
“Once I wreck this cunt with my c**k, you’ll be begging.”
I shoved down my trousers, letting my c**k free, with pre-c*m beading at the tip.
With that, I grip
