BECOMING HIS (4)
And with that his hand slides to my cl*t again, rubbing me as his c*ck claims my p*ssy over and over again. "That's it pet," he says, as he feels what I feel, the tightening deep inside me, "that's it, let it happen, come on my c*ck, shatter for me."
And just like that, I fall over the precipice, breaking into a million tiny, little pieces as pleasure jerks through me like a freight train out of control. "Fuck!" he cries, as my eyes roll back into my head and my body arches up off the...