“Fuck, little fawn,” he breathes, unsheathing his cock and pulling her onto him. Impaling her only to slam her back against the crate. He starts slow. One hand on her shoulder and the other on the small of her back. Pinning her to the wood. “You’re fucking filthy with my cum. My god, it’s dripping out of you. Why didn’t you tell me when you were walking through those aisles that your sweet fucking thighs were drenched with my seed?”
