Aisha P.O.V.
Day 2............
I couldn’t get enough of him. I was tired and sore, but I didn’t care. I didn’t want to sleep. I wanted the ache. I wanted him inside of me. His weight was on top of me. I wanted to squeeze him in further and further. I wanted to watch his facial expression as he reached his glorious peak. I wanted his sweat to drop onto me. I wanted to drop mine on him. I quickly got on top of him. I’d never done it before. I couldn’t really believe it; I was doing this. I was inventing something special between us.
I held him and put him in nice and tight. I felt him go deeper in me. I’ll never forget it. I was in charge, and he liked it. I held his hands down. He pretended he was trying to break free.
I let my t**s touch his face. He went mad; he bucked. He split me
