The control he has with each thrust drives me wild.
My fingers grip the sheets under me. My pussy drips between my legs. My hair is wrapped around his hand pulling my head back, forcing his cock deeper.
I orgasm again as the pleasure and pain rip through my body. I beg him to never stop but he pulls out. I’m ordered onto my back before he’s between my legs, balls deep and thrusting fast and hard into me.
The only noises are the squelching sounds and our pleasurable moans.
And he’s not even my husband.
