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Click hereOur eyes locked as I switched sides, sharing the pleasure with her other breast. I could feel her walls fluttering around me and she broke our stare as her eyes rolled back. I was getting close too, she was too damn tight to last much longer but I wasn't going to cum until she did.
"Dy... lan... Wait... I'm... OH GOD!"
As she came, I let her sweet core's convulsions bring me over. I gripped her hips and buried myself to the base, feeling my seed fill her. She arched and cried out before collapsing back. I leaned over to kiss her neck and between her breasts as I ran my hands up and down her sides. She whimpered and trembled before finally meeting my lips for a kiss before snatching back.
"Wait! I'm ovulating!" She tried to pull back but I leaned forward, settling my full body weight on top of her. Poor little Prissy struggled under me for a little while before realizing she couldn't win and stopping with a whine. I stroked a few of the springy curls that had come a loose from her bun.
Of course I knew she was ovulating. I wouldn't have hired a man to follow her and go through her trash for many other reasons. "Well I guess we should get married soon huh?"
She looked at me incredulously, panting and biting her lower lip as her mind seemed to struggle with the concept of how well I'd trapped her. "I... Ok." That earned her another peck and I smirked, putting my forehead to hers.
We were married the next day and lucky enough because she was good and pregnant after that weekend. I'd like to think we conceived on the desk but with as little rest as she'd get in those three days, it could have happened at any time. My little Pristine is not longer the shy girl anymore and I don't regret a damn thing.
- COMMENTS
His sociopath behaviour is rather disturbing, but at least it is not written off as something else.
You can get more pleasurable results with honey than with vinegar. I should write a sequel to this story in Prissy's POV where she turns spiteful and cold from being treated so savagely by her rapist Dylan. She ultimately soaks cherry pits in cyanide and serves it to Dylan via his coffee but not before they marry and she gives birth to junior. Because after all she's not a monster.
"Prissy. I'm going to eat you and then I'm going to stretch you and fuck you. It's not because I want to hurt you, in fact this won't hurt at all. I'm doing this because I want you and no one else. I'm going to marry and put a baby in you and I don't have time for your crippling shyness, ok?"
This made me crack up! Hahaha.. crazy ass lol..
Write another like this with the same bbw black girl and asian guy thiz was done so amazingly.