“You claim to not want an audience, but you’re soaking wet at the idea of it.” My fingers play with her c**t, and she gasps, sinking her teeth into her bottom lip. “You’re my dirty little f**k hole, aren’t you?”
She starts to say something, but it ends on a moan when I lift her up and then bring her down on my c**k. Her head falls back, and she slaps a hand on her mouth to stop the sound, but that does nothing to conceal the erotic noises she makes.
“See? Your cunt is stretching and welcoming me home.” I grip her by the hips and thrust inside her at a pace that’s more savage and unhinged than last night. “Your cunt knows exactly who owns her, so how about you follow her example?”
Sasha’s only answer is whimpers and the occasional gasp whenever I hit her G-spot. So I do it again and agai
