Foster was demanding his equal share.
Foster’s teeth were gripping the juncture of my neck and shoulder with enough force to bruise, without breaking flesh, and he was growling and grunting into my collar with heavy breaths, while his c**k continued to force itself in and out of my ever tightening channel. His hand found one of my breasts and squeezed it hard. I knew he would leave the purpled imprint of his fingertips on me, and the contraction that thought caused in my womb was almost enough to throw me over the edge.
Every ounce of his weight settled into me as the thumb of his other hand travelled down between our bodies to grind over my clit while he continued to shove his c**k in and out of me like a welcome beating.
He nipped my ear with his sharp teeth, making me focus on his mo
