Abigail
The condom wrapper hit the floor while I savored the salty taste of his dick in my mouth.
I whined when the blunt tip of his cock nudged against my pussy.
He sank into me in one long devastating stroke. My mouth fell open against the desk surface, a keening sound tearing out of my lips.
The stretch of his cock filling me from this angle was insane. I could never get over how thick his cock was, every thick inch dragging against my walls as he buried himself to the hilt and, giving me no time to adjust before he pulled back and drove in again.
"Don't move," he growled against the back of my neck.
He grabbed both my wrists, pulling my arms behind my back, crossing them at the wrist and holding them there with one hand while the other gripped my hip.
My cheek slid against the desk as he slammed into me.
