He leaned in, and I grabbed his hair. “Now kiss me,” I demanded, “and I mean use a lot of tongue.” As we made out, my hand slid down and I slapped his hard dick through his pants. “You want more?” I teased. He nodded, totally simping, so I struck his cock again, harder. “Does it hurt? Do you want more?” I wasn’t playing—I punched his shaft over and over until he was sweating, nearly passing out. Then I leaned close, my breath hot on his ear. “You know what you really want… fuck me through the pantyhose.”
He didn’t hesitate; he ripped a hole right in the nylon and shoved his dick into my soaking wet cunt. It was so intense, so raw—I screamed as he pounded into me, the friction burning but feeling so fucking good. Sheesh, I’m still shook.Low-key obsessed? Spill more tea here or peep other stories!
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