He carried me in his arms and gently placed me on the bed. My eyes trailed down his toned abs. We were both naked, and he kissed my skin ever gently, making me shiver in delight. I was wet for him. He hovered over me, and ripped my panties,"Hey." I complained.
"We'll get hundreds," Wyatt continued to kiss me, making my p***y throb. His fingers plunged inside me and he thrusts religiously, making me moan in ecstasy.
"Yes, yes," my fingers were gripping his hair tightly, my hips arching. The sweet moans that left my lips felt so sinful. He stopped and I gripped his wrist, urging him to continue.
He bent down to bit my neck, " Patience, baby," his tongue swirled around my hard bud and I moaned
"f**k," the feeling was intense and my p***y vibrated,
"Wyatt, please,"
"Plea
