“Ahhhhh,” Ryan lets out an exaderated moan. “Ryan, stop teasing,” I insist of him to stop. Sex “Harsh.”
“Whatever,” I sputter “time to get up either way.”
I walk to the conjoined bathroom and look in the mirror. I was right. “Lexaaaa, wake up,” he says with a grunt before throwing one of his pillows with his head barely lifted from our bed. “Mhhm,” I reply with a horny break in my voice. I wrap my fingers around the base of his shaft. “Mmmmm,” I moan louder and rub my throbbing pussy against his bare dick. I end up making eggs and toast instead of pancakes due to lack of flour. he doesn’t treat me like a delicate flower, he’s rough, and I love it. A wave of pur pleasure washes over me making me howl in passion. “Mmmm,” I whine as I think Ryan has finaly tanken my desperation into account. He was horny, and honestly so was I. I was right. He’s moaning almost as much as me at this point. It’s huge. Mmm. He leans forward and grabs my ass. Ryan leaned closer to me and pressed his lips hard against mine.
