Page 60 of Brassy Bigwig

“D,” she pants.

But I don’t answer her. I push her back down onto the mattress before pulling her legs apart and reaching my hand in between them to make sure she’s good and wet. When I feel her arousal coating my fingers, I lift them to my lips and lick her stickiness from them. Lining my dick up with her entrance, I push myself through hard and fast, forcing a cry from her. I notice a lone tear cascading from the corner of her eye, and it halts my movements immediately. I lean over her and wipe the tear away with my thumb.

“Did I hurt you, théa?”

“No. It’s just so much. It feels so good. Please don’t stop.”

I shoot her a wicked grin before sitting up again. Gripping her legs hard, I rocket into her over and over again.

“Oh, fuck!” she cries, and I feel her muscles contract around my cock.

“Are you coming, Chloe?”

She can’t speak, but the way she’s gripping the blanket beneath her, like she’s desperately holding on for dear life, tells me. I move inside of her until the wave she’s riding has finished crashing down on her. Pulling out, I flip her over onto her stomach quickly. Tugging on her hips, I pull her ass up into the air. Holding back only a little, I smack her perfect, round ass, and she yelps as I watch her tan skin grow pink where my palm landed.

Then I dive back inside of her, pounding away with reckless abandon. There’s no way she won’t be sore after this. I can’t wait to watch her walk through the halls of my penthouse, stark naked and limping from the onslaught of my dick.

Time barely passes before she’s moaning again. This time, as soon as she clenches around me, I pull out of her, allowing her arousal to run down both of our legs. I might need a new mattress when all is said and done here tonight, but it will be money well spent.

Without giving her time to recover after that last orgasm, I’m back inside of her. This time, I don’t stop until I’m ready to come. I don’t want to drag this out like I did earlier. There will be many opportunities for us to take things slow this weekend, but this isn’t going to be one of them.

I thrust into her through one more orgasm, never stopping to let her catch her breath. When I feel my own orgasm building, it only spurs me on. Driving into her faster than before, she screams her release into the mattress. I don’t stop until every ounce of cum has left my balls, and I’m completely and utterly spent.

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