His fingers bit so deeply into her waist that she knew there would be bruises. She squirmed against him as he lifted her and slid her down his body until she was resting on top of his engorged p***s. She gasped in dismay as he nudged her slick entrance with the crown. She swayed against him and clutched at his shoulder with her free hand, trying desperately to keep the knife on him without actually hurting him.
"If you must kill me for his sake, then I will f**k what clearly belongs to him one last time," he snarled.
"No, please, you don't understand-" she gasped, clutching him.
She yelled as he slammed himself up into her body, forcing his c**k roughly into her tight passage. He gripped her tightly, holding her still as her body adjusted to the invasion. Laney panted, her eyes dilating
