She whimpered and buried her face in the pillow, willing her hips to be still. Her entire being felt centered on her poor tortured c******s. She could think of nothing else in that moment except relieving the agonizing pressure that was pooled there. Until Mack began pressing the dildo into her heated, well-lubricated p***y. She flung her head back and uttered a guttural moan of sheer satisfaction as he pushed the hard, lengthy object into her.
"Like that, do you?" he muttered from over her shoulder.
"Oh my god, yes!" she yelled, pushing back as hard as she could, chasing the sensations he was forcing onto her. Her eyes rolled back and she panted, nothing but a mindless mass of sensation.
He began pumping the dildo in and out of her creating a rhythm that stole her breath and pleasured
