Her fingers were not enough and she needed more; she needed a real cock. I know what a filthy cock whore you are.”
She shook her head in denial but he could feel the shiver that ran down her spine and straight into her pussy as her body continued to betray her. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that. He’s never home to take care of you.” He murmured into her shoulder, biting it gently then flicking his tongue over the same spot; he worked across both her shoulders. Again he lifted his hips and repeated the action, hammering her cervix, the entrance to her womb until he gave one last roar and erupted in her, his cock pressed up against her cervix, the cum painting her insides. He had to have her right at this moment. She couldn’t bring herself to openly say it yet, ashamed that her mind and body betrayed her this way. Her body exhausted and weak from their fucking and her mind muddled; she didn’t know what to think about what had
