"What are you doing to me?" I cried as he licked, nibbled, bit and thoroughly molested my horny pussy.

"Are you out of control yet," he asked, as he took a breath before renewing his expert attack on my liquefied cunt. Fuck! I was out of control when he carried me up the stairs. This was beyond out of control.

"Before the night is over, you won't have a single brain cell that isn't focused on your intense carnal pleasures," Ron said, as he took another deep breath and began making good on his promise.

I came so fucking hard that I thought I would tear the bedposts off. Ron...