Ryder

Fuck, the taste of her still coated my tongue—sweet, hot pussy mixed with the sharp chill of melted ice and whiskey. Freya was a wrecked, beautiful mess beneath me. Her chest heaved, those perfect tits rising and falling with every desperate breath. Her legs were still splayed wide open like she couldn’t remember how to close them.

Her cunt glistened, puffy and red from the brutal way I’d sucked and licked her through that last orgasm. A thick trail of her cream and ice water leaked from her stretched hole, running down over her tight little asshole and soaking the sheets.

She looked like a woman who’d just been...