“Now I’m gonna think of this sweet pussy every time I walk through the front door,” he growled, pushing into me. I gripped on to him, crying out in pleasure. “Gonna think of you clenching around me, taking me like a good fuckin’ girl,” he grunted as he moved inside of me, the cords of his neck straining. It was safe to say that I fucking loved Rowan’s house so far.
