It wasn't long before Celestine found herself being lowered to her hands and knees once again before Grant began moving inside of her again, eliciting even louder groans as he made use of her body. The rest of her thoughts were jumbled, and she couldn't form a logical idea beyond the fact that he was truly attempting to knock her out.
She rocked back into his thrusts, desperate in her passion haze to get him to climax in her, to absorb every hazardous drop into her fertile womb. She rocked back into his thrusts. "Baby! Ahh! More! "f**k!" she wailed, "Harder, baby!" she cried out. Please! Hmmm!"
""That's it," he said, praising her as he gave her what she needed and began pushing further into her, repeatedly slapping his c**k against her cervix, "that's my baby." Ahhh! Ahh! Ohh! The name C
