“Christ, strangling my cock like such a good little whore.” The filthiness of his words and one more thrust against my clit send me tumbling over the edge, the tension snapping and uncoiling from my core outwards with hot bursts of light. “So fucking beautiful.” He peers down at me with a crease between his brows and adoration in his eyes. “I could watch you come all day.” My head lulls back, blissed out and exhausted. He wraps my legs around his waist, then tilts my head back up as his fingers twine into my hair. “Tell me, little menace, was calling you a good little whore what did it? Is
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