Always Yours
Lying there, totally depleted, yet rock hard. Her hand pumps me furiously. The look on her face shows satisfaction—she knows she controls me; she owns me. My breath is shallow against her neck, craving release. Her rhythm is relentless; her hard nipple pressed against my chest. I grunt as I start to spasm, sperm spilling over my stomach and chest. Her smile widens, devilish. She licks a blob from my chest, savoring the ta...