“I want to see you come”, I heard Rage’s hoarse voice. He slipped a hand between us and played with my c**t. I had already been close, and the circling pressure on my c******s was what pushed me over the edge of the cliff. I screamed and my p***y contracted rhythmically around Rage’s c**k. He growled, and grasped my c**t to rub it between his fingers, prolonging my o****m. It was almost unbearably intense, and I trembled uncontrollably as the waves of ecstasy ran through my body, until I thought I was going to faint with pleasure. Then I heard him call my name, and he came inside me.
Breathing heavily, he rolled away from me and pulled me on top of him. We were still connected. My head was lying on his shoulder. Rage stroked my hair, my back, my a*s, everywhere his big hands could reach m
