“That’s right, take what you need. Wet yo’ dick!” he commanded. My body trembled uncomfortably as London’s grunts and thrusts increased. I was sure we were going to end up in the ocean at any minute from how hard the raft was rocking. “My God!” I erupted on his dick. “Not God, Roe, daddy!” He pulled me into him and connected my lips to his before trying to push me from his lap. He was about to release. I could feel him expanding inside of me. I loved it. I forced my body down and kept rocking my hips. This time his head fell back. “I’m on birth control,” I moaned.
