I crawl up the bed, over the mattress, up her body, nudging her hair aside with my nose, lips brushing her ear. You shouldn’t tease me, it isn’t nice.
I don’t hear her finish her sentence; all I hear is spread my legs, spread my legs, spread my legs and I’m gone. I feel her spreading those fucking legs apart. Those porcelain, creamy white thighs I’m snuggly positioned between.Did it just get bigger? Her eyes are wide as saucers.
Yeah it motherfuckin’ did. I grind out through clenched teeth, unable to stop the dirty talk. Do you like that?Yes… Her mouth forms a tiny O, lips parting. Yes, I-I love it.I grind and grind my pelvis into her, my balls and her pussy pressed together so tight there’s no room for even a finger to slide in.
I need to fuck you, Pix, I have to…I’m begging now, wanting to rail hard, no shame.
Please, Violet, fuck, please let me fuck you hard.
Yes. Yes! Do it Zeke, Zeke, this is driving me crazy.Inching out, she curled her body around the archway and looked past her father’s stiff shoulders. Her first thought was that the male’s leathers and ragged button-down shirt did not match his intonation. Her second was that his eyes were bruised, they were so tired.
He did indeed appear to have come from the war’s front lines, something sickly sweet staining the air that brushed by his body as it entered the house.The male noticed her immediately, and his face registered something that he quickly hid.
Her father glanced over his shoulder and shot her a glare. Paradise, he hissed.I can understand why you hesitate, the male said, his eyes never leaving hers. Indeed, she is precious.