Her Montana Master Quotes

“mound”
― Maren Smith, Her Montana Master

“the end, he couldn’t even thrust anymore. All he could do was feel the convulsing grip of her body as he emptied himself inside her.”
― Maren Smith, Her Montana Master

“pulse between her clenched legs. She clamped her thighs tighter together, but it didn’t help. Already her clit had succumbed to the pulsating tempo; tiny fluttery spasms kept moving up through her pussy, amplifying the emptiness”
― Maren Smith, Her Montana Master

“pinning her beneath him while the length and breadth of his cock forced its way up inside her with rigorous thrusts so hard and fast that it stole her breath away, and made her come. And made her cry. And didn’t stop, not until she felt wounded, sated, and thoroughly owned by it. She never in a million years would”
― Maren Smith, Her Montana Master

“tingling shiver tickled across her shoulders and down her back. It was scary and weirdly sexy when it tumbled all the way down her spine to cross the surface of her bottom. Pinned to her pillows, she fought not to squirm. It had”
― Maren Smith, Her Montana Master