C77 Bound by Lust, Hunted by Secrets.

His cock thrust into my cunt without warning, stretching me wide, and I moaned—loud, needy. He started slow, painfully slow, dragging out every inch of friction. I let out a strangled moan, my body arching in response.

"Needy little thing," Dontrell mused, his tone dripping with mockery as he slid deeper inside me.

His hand cracked down against my ass, the sharp slap making me gasp