Alexander
The girl’s p***y is a f*****g dream.
I stay still as a f*****g statue, catching my breath with my d**k buried to the hilt inside that beautiful little slit.
She clenches and my balls tighten, ready to f*****g blow. “Do it,” she hisses. “Please, sir, f**k me…”
Her eyes are hooded and hazy, fixed on mine in our reflection. Her pretty little t**s move with her breath, her hair soft in my grip.
If she thinks I’m going to f**k her hard and fast to get this over with, she’s mistaken. Very f*****g mistaken. But I don’t think that’s what she’s angling for.
The want in her eyes is all real.
She whimpers as I slowly pull out, sucks in breath as I ease myself inside her a second time, and I tug her hair, arching her back until her pale throat is exposed in the mirror. Her eyelashes f
