“Still so tight,” he growled. “Even after cumming on me. You’re going to feel this for days.”

He sat back a little, still buried inside me, and lifted one of my legs higher so he could go deeper. The new angle made me cry out. He was hitting that spot every single time now. The wet slap of his skin against mine filled the tent.

I felt another orgasm building already. It scared me a little how fast it was coming. My body didn’t feel like mine anymore. It felt like it belonged to the thick cock stretching me open over and over.

“I’m close again—” I choked out.

“I...