I chuckle but, enjoying myself, continue my teasing. The control I have, of having my Lover under me, of choosing when and how I will allow myself to be penetrated...
I gasp. Michael, gripping my hips hard, holding me still, drives upwards, spearing me in one smooth movement.
I yell and laugh at the same time. It feels so good. My slick p***y, stretched open by the thick shaft inside me, flows and pulses as our bodies merge.
Even in the darkness, I see the whiteness of his grin. “Enough teasing, Madam." And he flips me over, onto my back. “Now we´ll see who has control..."
And he thrusts, hard, and again.
“Scream for me, Charlotte. I want to hear you..."
It takes no effort. Michael is pummelling me inside, and it feels... just amazing.
Shrieking and laughing, I swing my legs, wrappi
