After I came two more times, or at least I think it was two. It could be three. Was when he f****d my mouth the third?
Anyway, when he was f*****g me on the floor, pounding into me hard and deep, hitting my prostate each and every time, I felt another wave of heat, and this one came with his animalistic growl, turning the heat into fire, a flame so big that it stopped my shaky breath. This wildfire burned me from within, from my stomach to my sensitive throbbing d**k and empty balls, and it was bigger than my body could handle because the explosion of pleasure blinded me and literally took away my strength and my ability to talk or keep my eyes open. As his c*m coated my walls and he laid his body on mine, a blanket of warm safety covered me, and feeling safer than I've ever felt in my li
