Leilani
I had no time to even catch my breath before he started to pump his c**k into me with aggressive passion, anger and all the roughness fit for a demon from hell.
And I loved it.
My palms fisted against the mirror as his hand grabbed my hip in a tight, iron grip to control and bend my body to his s****l rhythm. His other hand had my thigh in a hard grip, his fingers pressing into the soft skin and flesh as he f****d me in this opened up and vulnerably erotic position.
The mindless pleasure rolling over my entire body had no match and threatened to make my eyes flutter close but he was watching me through the mirror, watching every expression on my face, every gasp, tremble and bite of my lips. I moaned loudly, my arms trembling from bracing against the mirror, breasts bouncing in
