Isabella's pov
He pulled out his fingers and then I felt it. His hard d**k was pressed in between my vulva and he plunged it inside of my tight hole. My p***y walls opened itself for him and his strokes were slow, deliberately igniting pleasure inside of me as my breath raised with anticipation.
“Faster Ryan. Please go faster” I begged as my pulse raced in my chest. He leaned closer and he brushed his wet and soft lips against my ear.
“Not now Isabella. It's not yet time for me to go faster” he whispered.
“I have been f*****g starving from having good s*x with you. These slow moves of mine are deliberate, I want you to know that next time, it won't be slow anymore. Next time I'm going to stretch your p***y and ruin you completely so that you beg for mercy” he said with a deep and sultr
