Aria held his hips in place, her nails leaving little half-moon marks. “Take it all for me,” she said, her voice rough and low.
She started thrusting harder. The sound of her thighs slapping against his ass; wet, filthy, steady. The smell of sweat and s*x was everywhere. She started stroking his d**k while still f*****g him. The double feeling pushed him to the edge.
“Beg me,” she ordered.
“Please, my mistress…please let me c*m! I’m yours!” he cried out; his eyes were teary from holding back so long.
“Release for your mistress,” she instructed. At the same time, she pulled the ring off and slammed in deep.
He started cumming, thick spurts landing and flooding her hand, his whole body shaking and clenching the toy inside him.
“You’ll do this again whenever I want.” When he was done, s
