DAISY
“Yes…yes…yes…shit…harder…!“ I was yelling out in intense pleasure as I was riding doggy style with the burly, Aussie stranger who I met in the nightclub an hour ago.
I grabbed the sheet in a tight fist at how fast we were going. We were both moaning so loud at the moment. My boobs danced in the air at his thrusts and soon, he grabbed them in his firm hands, squeezing them up in his hands.
“You love my fat d**k inside your ass?“ He asked in a grinning manner, slapping my ass-cheeks and a yelp escaped me.
”Yes, motherfucker. f**k me harder,“ My eyes were partly shut and I was biting down on my lower lips, basking in the pleasure. ”Yes, yes, yes, harder. Oh, geez!”
Sex was a good way of relieving stress, the psychologist got that one right. This was just what I needed to send off
