~~Shirley~~
“f**k me, please… Damien… break me… I want it so badly…” I gasped, barely realizing I was begging.
It was as if I were pleading for candy, desperate and needy.
He gave a smug smile, licking my earlobe before trailing down my flat tummy, then along my thighs. My juices ran freely, dripping from my p***y onto his fingers and my thighs. He licked them up greedily, not letting a single drop escape.
He knelt before me, lifting my legs onto his shoulders. He tried to push his c**k inside me, but it was difficult without his hands supporting me. With a growl, he dropped my legs and bent forward.
A thick rope of spit coated my cunt as he spread my legs wide again, then hungrily sucked at my clit. His mouth was tight, demanding, rough.
“f**k! f**k… yes!” I cried, pushing his head
