One moment we were on the bed, and the next, we were on the balcony of our room with me bending over the railing, and his c**k deep inside of me. He never took it out as he held me by my waist and carried me to the balcony using his beastly speed.
He was huffing and growling, his c**k rock hard once again, and ready to go.
"I'm not letting you go until you no longer have space inside of you to hold my c*m," and with that sentence, he started f*****g the life out of me.
"Oh my god," I shivered, holding onto the railing as if my life depended on it, and it quite literally does because if somehow I were to fall over, my soul would immediately fly out of my body. I was dangerously close to death, and I should say it excited me enough to wiggle my ass and clench around him.
"f**k, Aelia
