Savage.
I turn to face him. Eye to eye, chest to bre.ast, crotch to... his front.
" And not just on the lips..." He adds.
I give the green light to him to do all he wants to me except pi.ss on me or worse pour cu.m on my hair. The only liquids that are allowed on my hair are water, conditioner, shampoo and oil.
Sheet ripping sweat dripping, loud screaming, legs trembling, hair pulling and ass smacking was what I expected tonight.
I don't have room for vanilla slow mo. I love a man that takes charge, uses it as he pleases, decrees my body to obey him. and grants me life-altering orgasms.
That shii drives me insane.
It explains why I am attracted to bad boys. Their dominance shouts louder than Mariah Carey,while their tongues channelize lustrously than an sss anaconda.
His tongue
