“Who this pussy belong to?” he questioned, sucking my bottom lip as he pushed more of himself into me, making my legs quake from the feeling. “Fuck, you tight, love. Mmm.” He was right; this was his, and I trusted Asif and everything he told me to where I wasn’t gonna protest any further. So as he sunk into me fully, breaking me open, I didn’t stop him. “Oh my gosh,” I cooed softly, completely filled.
