Richard
We arrive at my pack about an hour later. All through the ride, I have my fingers inside her p***y, toying with it to my satisfaction. She keeps struggling and trying to fight me off, so I have to tie her hands behind her back. I carry her to my bedroom and toss her on the king-sized bed. Just as soon, I begin to take off my clothes and toss them aside. I might have f****d her in the car, but that’s not enough to make up for all the time she has been away.
“Please, don’t do this again. We already did it in the car, right?” She pleads, shedding those fake tears. This mate of mine is such a manipulator. One minute, she’s fighting me with so much fervor, and the next, she’s pleading like the most pathetic person on earth. I don’t understand her mood, and that is why I decide not to
