“Tell me you thought about it,” I said, bottoming out and loving the total control I had over her body. “Tell me you thought about how good it was when I fucked you.” She writhed underneath me, clinging to my forearms. “Yes. I thought about it all the time. No one has ever made me feel this good.” Fuck, my ego might never recover. “Good. Because no one ever will. You’re mine now.” I grunted. “This pussy, it’s mine.” I was going hard now, pounding into her so violently those glorious tits shook with every thrust. “Say it,” I demanded. “I’m yours,” she cried, digging her fingers into my arms.
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