You say nothing and he pulls his c**k out of you, and twists you onto your back. He drags your hips up his lap, and puts each of your ankles by his ears and reaches down to set his c**k outside your tightest hole, then uses your own juices for lubrication as he slides into your a*s.
You whimper – you’re not used a******x so fast or deep, and he slows down instantly, betraying what you were betting on all along, that the violence was all for show. He stills, waiting for your a*s to accommodate him, stretching out, feeling good along the way. The pain blossoms into pleasure -- he can read it on your face and immediately starts f*****g you again, this time more slowly. Your hips twitch, trying to take him deeper in, and he laughs.
“You need this, don’t you?” he says, instead of using you no
