After some minutes when it began to hurt, he pulled away from my n*****s. He placed me on my dressing table in front of my mirror and made me spread my legs and he went on his knees and brushed his finger across my c**t making me jerk up in the process. He got up and whispered to me.
"Relax your body."
I nodded. I don't know if I would be able to handle him and still take him because it has been weeks already. I was craving badly for him. I needed him to bang into me like he hated me. Like he loathed him. Maybe I was crazy but that was what I needed right now. Someone to pound into me harshly and it is him I want.
He went on his knees and this time, his lips connected with my entrance and he gave it a long, slow, everlasting, wet, fascinating lick that was enough to burst my o****m o
