I burrowed into his shoulder, still shaking from the sharp orgasm that still washed over me. She could not stop and, arching, involuntarily squeezed her internal muscles.

I was pressed against the door, a convulsive breath announced that he liked my activity.

- My girl, I'm sorry that I was not restrained - his lips touched in a gentle kiss, and began to gently lick the blood from his lips.

I suffocated with pleasure, and he began to actively drive into me, proving how bored he was. When another wave of pleasure swept over me, I felt how he dug his teeth into me, putting a mark of belonging. The...