His thick erection pops to life when he stands back up.
That man’s cock is a gift.
I lick my lips.
“You want it in your mouth?” I want to French kiss that cocksure smile off his face.
I nod.
“I promise I’ll fuck your mouth soon, but not now.”
Before I can shoot off a smart reply, he grabs my hips and flips me over onto my front, flattening me against his pricey car.
I squeal.
He grabs me by my bare thighs and hitches me against his body.
“Open your legs.” He kicks my feet apart, leaving me no choice.
My feet don’t touch the ground for a long. With the precision of a nuclear warhead, he rams into me in one forceful thrust, causing my body to slide up the wet car.
“Oh God.” Like earlier, his cock stretches me past what I’m used to.
“Stay down.” He places a hand against the back of my head.
My cheek presses against the cold metal of the Ferrari, making this dirty encounter even raunchier than it already is.
“I can’t get enough of your tight pussy.” He accentuates each word with a powerful thrust. He grabs a handful of my short hair and pulls as he fucks me deep.
I shouldn’t love it this rough, but I do. I really do.
“Fuck, I love punishing you by stretching your pussy. I could do this all day long and all night. Maybe next time, you’ll think twice before disobeying me.”
“This is what you call punishment?” I snort. “Bring. It. On.”
“Kitten, you’re going to learn to watch your mouth.”
He grants my wish.
He’s like a piston, thrusting into me hard and stealing my breath.
He slams in and out.
Over.
And over.
And over again.
I don’t complain.
I don’t even ask him to slow down.
Dear God, I didn’t know I needed this.
“Take me. Take every inch of my cock.” He slams into me even harder.
The sound of skin slapping is pure bliss.
