Christopher’s fingers traced a slow, deliberate path down from her chest then he cupped her titties aggressively making her gasp as she bit her lips.
Her back sank into the bed as she gripped the couch waiting for him to destroy her p***y with his c**k. She needed his big, thick veiny c**k going in and out of her as she moshed his f*****g name.
Yes she was heavily pregnant, it was obvious due to the noticeable bump. But did she care? No she didn't.
She wanted rough s*x, she wanted to be choked by the man she knew she could not live without.
He was her drug. She wanted to choke on his f*****g c**k.
His breath was warm against her ear, his voice a low rasp as he whispered, “You’re shaking, kitten. Oh I know you've wanted this for the longest time. It's been a while daddy f****d your
