She intentionally bumped into him a few times and his face got redder every time. “Does she feel it too? Porn vedio Her boy. Ryan shuffled in, his hair a messy tangle, his eyes still heavy with sleep. Her hands fisted the yoga mat, her ass pressed firmly against his hips, her body moving with his rhythm. Her heart raced, her thoughts spiraling. Her breathing had quickened until it took an effort to quiet it. I’d make her mine, completely and utterly mine.”
The words made her shudder, a full-body shiver that left her trembling. A small smile played on her lips. Her pussy still throbbed, the stretched, raw ache of it a delicious memento of how deeply he’d claimed her. You’re making me feel so good.”
She could hear the desperation in his voice, the way his words tumbled out in broken fragments. “She’d press my face to her chest, and I’d bury myself in her, inhaling her scent, kissing the softness of her skin just above the neckline of her dress. After all, she loved to watch him squirm, as he had surely squirmed writing that. Lydia’s mind was a haze of pleasure, her cries turning into incoherent babbling as another climax ripped through her.
