“Not with you. I lose all control when it comes to you.” He grinds harder against my pussy, and I am officially dying to get these leggings off. “All reason goes out the window, and all I’m left with are my primal urges to fuck you, claim you, own you.” He thrusts against me with each phrase, forcing me higher and higher towards my orgasm. “I want to leave indents of my teeth on the precious skin between your thighs.”
