“I should've known you like it rough. Do you like it when I manhandle you? If I reached into your panties right now, would you be drenched?” “God, yes,” I moan, unashamed. I don't care about how it makes me look, or what we're even doing right now, all I can think about is how badly I want him to throw me around and fuck me seven which ways. I need his talented cock to douse this fire that feels like it's burning up every inch of my skin.
