“How could I not?” It’s the truth. I’ve been inside her three times, and I’m aching with the need to feel the inside of her again. I need to hear her vulnerable cries and feel her inner muscles clamp down around my cock, to see her fall apart despite her determination to not want me. How could any man who’s had this woman ever move on? I can see why that lunatic was obsessed with her. He’s lucky her dad killed him. If not, I would have. But, I’m not sure anymore that it’s just my physical addiction to her that has me jumping through hoops like a show poodle.
