Despite my efforts to please him, Hans found them too meager for his desires. Suddenly pressing himself into my mouth, he grabbed red locks of hair to steady himself as he drove. I could only open wider, allow more down my throat, even though I was prone to gag. I struggled with the mouth-rape, but finally heard his groans of pleasure.
Demanding more still, he pulled away from my mouth and shoved me to the bed. Raising my skirt, my thighs parted as naturally as my mouth received him. My juice flowed to welcome him home. With just one thrust inside my cunt I could feel passion in me rise up strong. As my hands clawed his back, his hands clawed my bared breasts. I felt his teeth at my shoulder dig in deep—and then biting my lips. I wondered if he drew blood. I replied to his vigor
