For the moment, I settled for enjoying the beauty of my seductress as I let her continue. “It’s a fucking paperweight,” she muttered as she rummaged through her bag for something. No I don’t. Because I don’t trust you as far as I can throw you. Then she literally snarled at me. Her eyes flitted back to mine. I looked over my shoulder at her and couldn’t help but smile in smug self-satisfaction. That was quickly replaced by even more rage. “You’re serious.” It sounded more like a statement than a question… as if she were repeating it in an effort to grasp the inevitability she faced. I searched her eyes and couldn’t find a hint of deception or hatred. Bobbi screamed into the mattress and twisted violently under my grasp. I hope I did.” I said and rolled my hips so my cock moved around inside her cunt, reminding her of what I’d just done.
