Tamara
Marco takes my breasts into his mouth, sucking on them simultaneously as my hands dip into his hair.
He doesn’t waste time pulling away. He bunches my gown up to my waist, leaving me bare in my panties.
His eyes roam over my body before he pulls them down. Then he turns me around, pressing my face to the cold wall. I hear the metallic sound of his belt unbuckling.
This causes my pulse to spike. His trousers fall, and I feel his hardened length against my butt cheek. He dips two fingers into my p***y, letting out a moan at how wet I am. Then he pushes into me.
“f**k,” I groan, my back arching toward him.
The warmth of his c**k makes my body vibrate as he fills me completely. I press my lips together in a hard line, trying to keep myself from crying out as he stretches me.
“You
