I couldn’t formulate a sentence. He was stroking my pussy so good that if I voiced anything, it would be to agree to the toxicity we shared. This was that demon dick. Dick so good it would have a bitch retracting her words and betraying her morals; dick so good that even when I was mad at him, my pussy always got wet for him; dick so good that even while I hated him and myself for allowing it to get this far, I still threw my ass back at him.
