“Cazzo, come sei bagnata,” he growled over the wet slap of his balls against my drenched core. Fuck, you’re so wet. I was. The sloppy sounds and smooth, liquid glide of his hot length inside me were almost too much to bear. “I’m going to come so hard,” I whimpered, a little scared by the looming weight of my climax bearing down on me. “Come with me,” he ordered, taking my mouth for a moment even though we were both breathing too hard to make it last. “Milk my cock with your sweet, tight cunt.”
