TheCorsair
Pēdicãbo ego võs et irrumäbo
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2013
“Nuh-uh,” Marilyn growled, gripping his hair with leather-clad fingers and biting at his throat. She clenched muscles, gasping at the thick heat of his cock as she dragged herself up his length. “You love me fucking this dick, don’t you?” She gasped out as he pulled her back down, filling her completely. “You... you love me... using this... this cock.. as a... as a... fuck toy.”
Now it was his teeth gripping her throat, a sharp stinging sensation that paired with the building pleasure of his cock stretching her out. She rolled her hips, grinding her clit in his iron length, sliding her body over the hard muscles of his chest. “Cum for me,” he repeated between nips on her throat. “Cum for me.”
“Fuck,” she gasped, gloved hands sliding over his back as she moved on his length. “Oh... oh fuck...”. Her breath came faster as she felt her orgasm building. “Don’t... don’t you... fucking cum...” she growled, fisting her hands in his hair and taking his mouth with her lips and tongue. “Don’t you... fucking cum...” she repeated, straining her thighs to stroke up his shaft once more. “You... you’re going to... to get me off twice... before you cum..,”. She stared into his eyes, biting her lip against her moans of pleasure. “You understand?”
The sly, hungry look of agreement was all it took. Marilyn cried out as pleasure erupted through her, arching her back and driving herself back down his length. She gripped his shoulders for leverage, taking him as deep as she could, whimpering and blaspheming in ecstasy. Finally, chest heaving, she stared him in the eye. “Well?” She challenged. “You going to fuck me hard or what?”
Now it was his teeth gripping her throat, a sharp stinging sensation that paired with the building pleasure of his cock stretching her out. She rolled her hips, grinding her clit in his iron length, sliding her body over the hard muscles of his chest. “Cum for me,” he repeated between nips on her throat. “Cum for me.”
“Fuck,” she gasped, gloved hands sliding over his back as she moved on his length. “Oh... oh fuck...”. Her breath came faster as she felt her orgasm building. “Don’t... don’t you... fucking cum...” she growled, fisting her hands in his hair and taking his mouth with her lips and tongue. “Don’t you... fucking cum...” she repeated, straining her thighs to stroke up his shaft once more. “You... you’re going to... to get me off twice... before you cum..,”. She stared into his eyes, biting her lip against her moans of pleasure. “You understand?”
The sly, hungry look of agreement was all it took. Marilyn cried out as pleasure erupted through her, arching her back and driving herself back down his length. She gripped his shoulders for leverage, taking him as deep as she could, whimpering and blaspheming in ecstasy. Finally, chest heaving, she stared him in the eye. “Well?” She challenged. “You going to fuck me hard or what?”