I'm doomed.

But what did I expect? Some softness?

Well no.

I felt it, I felt him hicking up my dress and instantly ripping off the thong I was wearing, "what the-"

"Not a word unless you want me to stop." His voice so deep and heavy making me ache for him.

I don't want him to stop.

Breathing out, I relaxed my body when he got a hold of my nape, pushing my face further down to the head rest of the couch, his free hand instantly ramming in my pussy, it actually hurt a little, but I got used to it when he started thrusting in an out...