Tessa
“It made me so f*****g hard,” Ryan growled, thrusting his fingers in faster. “Jealous, but so f*****g turned on."
“Oh s**t, Ryan,” I cried, my body tensing as the pressure built."
“You’re my dirty little wife,” he said, not in a scripted manner, but flowing naturally. His free hand slid up to pinch my n****e through my shirt.
“Harder, please,” I begged, grinding my hips against his hand. “f**k me with your fingers like it's your dick."
He did, slamming them in and out, the wet sloppy sounds echoing in the kitchen. I broke, my orgasm hitting so hard as I cried out, louder than I had in years. It went on and on, leaving me breathless.
“Holy f**k,” I gasped, slumping forward against him, my legs shaking. “That was… insane.”
Ryan pulled his fingers out slowly, bringing them to his
