Page 108 of Damaged Mogul
“The sound of your dripping pussy is pure filth.”
“It feels better when it’s your cock.”
I didn’t see that coming.
“You like when my cock teases your clit?”
“Yes.”
Something must come over her because she bites hard against her lower lip and arches her back. “God, this is so filthy.”
“Damn right.”
When she picks up speed, it’s my turn to bite my lower lip to avoid grunting.
My fist works up and down, sliding from base to tip.
“I’ll never be able to do this again without thinking of you,” she says.
I’m sure it’s the lust talking, but fuck if her confession doesn’t do something to me.
Her cadence becomes erratic and she rubs her pussy with determination as she chases after her orgasm. Her moans fill the room with each stroke.
My flared-out purple head turns dark with my vigorous thrusts. I cup my balls and squeeze tight, torturing myself a little before I give in to pleasure.
“Angel, there isn’t much left to me.” My voice is as rough as gravel. “Tell me you’re close.”
“Yes.”
If I wasn’t hovering over her, I would’ve missed her response.
She bucks her hips, and her head moves from side to side in violent jerks against the pillow. One hand flies up to her breast, and she twists her nipple hard.
I do a mental snapshot for later use. This will be a go-to favorite in my spank bank.
I choke my cock, stroking it back and forth with vigor.
She keeps working her pussy, writhing on the bed. She closes her eyes, but I won’t have it.
“No. I want you watching when I come.”
Her beautiful blue eyes are on me again.
Good.
She finger-fucks herself as she toys with her clit.
Jesus Christ.
Her fingers pump in and out of her pussy with slick velocity.
She throws her head back. “Oh, oh, oh, it’s happening again. It’s happening again.”
The most beautiful thing ensues.
Lily’s hands leave her pussy and find her nipples. She twists both at the same time, as her hips gyrate on the bed.
She’s wild.
