“Just to you honey.” He said, sitting completely still as he moved to pull her head back by her hair and cup her chin gently. “Because if you think I’m going to let anyone else have this indescribably perfect pussy,” he said, pulling back to the tip, “You are dead wrong.” He grunted, suddenly slamming down to the base.
He sat still, growling lowly in her ear as he pushed his thumb into her mouth. “J-Just.. fucking perfect. I-It hugs my cock, m-more than hugs it, it squeezes my fucking cock.” He growled out.
“G-God, and you always get s-so fucking wet that it makes it damn near impossible to sit still.” He growled out. “I-I’m marking you.” He said lowly, rocking his hips and rubbing himself against her. “Scent, b-body and brain. You’re mine.”
“Good girl.” He said, moving to push her back down onto the bed as he gripped her hips tightly. He watched her ass, starting to slam into her, stuffing her full of his massive cock at a pace that was sure to cut through her cock-drunk fog. Either that, or make it much worse.