Her tongue worked the head and glided against the side of his cock. May I come inside?”
Ah. And not this one. “Fuck,” groaned Hunter, relishing in the wet, dirty sounds coming from Alicia’s mouth. “Not fucking answering,” sighed Hunter, bunching his hair into his hand. “First off, I’m at least 20 years older. And right now, he wasn’t in the mood. Hunter didn’t need any further permission. On the bed, Alicia twitched endlessly from the pleasure of only Hunter’s fingers. He slipped them off and lavished in Alicia’s reaction. Please do it inside, I’m on the pill!” begged Alicia. Oh, and I hear you like to have really rough sex. “Don’t listen to them—“ began Hunter. “And I have to say, you’re right. No talking.”Alicia gave a muffled response in return. His cock tented hard in his boxers and revealed a wet spot that blotted the fabric of it. She sat up from the bed, voice slightly wavering.
